The beauty of Zazen is :It is not because we are unable to phrase it,Or because we are not even aware of itThat nothing is decanting.
Étiquette : buddha
You Don’t Play The Truth
I have been watching you for a long time, nowthere is no place left where you can hide.You sit and talk and play the BuddhaBut
mu
crossed zen,pushed along through zentwisted and turned.sat zazen in the desertwhere was I ? where have I been ?don’t know.doesn’t matter anymore FJ-May 21
Pearling Truth for Zafu-Adventurers
It has now become impossible to deny :There is an attachment to this sitting posture that is both subtle and coarse. Subtle, because it is
« I Am Awakened »
« If you meet the Buddha, kill him »,This is a common statement in Zen Buddhism… This is how it resonates in me, today : If you hear
Opening Packages …
As unexpected to some as it may sound, Christianity and Zen Buddhism, once we go past the usual ways of perception, reveal in essence the
Dense as This. Simple as That
A trail of thoughtsOn which I walkThousands of milesOf pure brain-madeFabric-ationWoven mind-terialBehind and around usEven becoming usCovering the whole worldAnd everybody elseA trail of thoughtsWe
The Art of Sitting
Again, this is an old post I dug out and dusted out while preparing the next book… It is not because we communicate on a
Necessity Of A Useless Effort
According to the Sutra,Where there is strength, drive, enthusiasm, vigor,There is awakening. These are various possible translations to the Virya Paramita (The Perfection of Energy).There
Words on a Robe
What is paramount is to perceive the sameness of teachings behind the various talks and ‘reports’ made available by mystics or masters.The lexical packaging is
Soul Sharpening
When the wood pencil is so short,That it threatens to disappear On every stroke, on every letter, Where has its former body gone ?Is it true
But A Dream
Imagine a dream….You are giving yourself over to circular pleasures,Hidden by the surface foam from troubled waters,Until you notice distant flames on the shore Waving
One Flash Here
‘This little light of mineI’m gonna let it shine’ With such a fragment of lightSet ablaze in our inner tubeA result of a supple moveUnfurled
Practice Beyond Combat
Practicing Zazen, just sitting,Is answering ‘mu’ to all questioningsSubtle and non-subtle onesThat are stirring up our minds. By sitting Zazen, we practice ‘not entering’.Sitting on
Zen Knows
From the bottom of the nightHe laid a hand on the notebookHolding on to a creviceOn a rocky face of the mountain,A desperate grip to
Notes & Silence 