Meditating is observing the mind…Nothing else, really…And observing the mind is the wildest adventure on Earth(and beyond) Franck Joseph©FJ Jan 2021- All rights reserved.Articles are
Étiquette : Buddhism
Eternally Away
Spaced. One by one, preoccupations dripDown on the water surface From the extreme tip of the stalactiteTo the underground reservoir. In the echoing lapping,true happinesseternally
Useless Thoughts
There is a fundamental equality in the way our mind material is useless.Not a single thought worth being a source of preoccupation,Even though variations in
Through The Tempest
Bodhicitta : the strength which is given to us,the one we use to hang on to the sailboat mastwhen the strong gusts of thoughts start blowing
Awakening Behind The Bottle Label
Meditating is a bit like trying to scrape the corner of an old label stuck on a glass bottle.Some will tease it with the tip
Where’s the Problem ?
Zazen does not bring any solution to a specific problem.The practice of sitting reframes the problem we are facing in such a way it stops
Can You Read Thoughts ?
Can you read between the thoughts,Strategies to soften, highlight, conceal or bypassThe slice of Reality opening to you ? Franck Joseph©FJ Jan 2021- All rights reserved.Articles
« If I Could Not Breathe Zen… »
Just this once will not hurt : I am simply sharing the content of somebody else…As it is, without trying to comment or add anything
I Stumbled on a Zafu (note)
I truly enter the heart of practice – that is, the place where practice ends / transcending moments of insightful grace, when there was nothing
Through The Impossible Sitting
From the hearth of tensionCatching a glimpse of stillness From the sputtering surface frothRemembering the depths Amid the impossible practiceSitting Zazen Franck Joseph©FJ Jan 2021-
What Do I Do With Sensations ?
What I need to do with vedanas (1) is : …nothing.As soon as I attempt to deal with the ‘vedana phenomenon’, I have no other option
Breathing our Way Back
Breathing is the thread poking out,The one on which you drawTo reach back to the Spirit. Franck Joseph©FJ Jan 2021- All rights reserved.Articles are available
Opening to Another World
Letting life unfold means des-inventing ourselves.Day in, day out, allowing the densified clusters of our emulated personality To crumble back to dust, enjoying the winds
See-Through Paint
All along these pages of practice,I could say that successive layers of paint appear…The yellowish ego starts showing through.Could it all be painted with the
WindFulness
We have let the Spirit pass throughWithout tying ends together,Or trying to hoard anything. The wind flows freelyWhen rooms have open windows Franck Joseph©FJ Jan
Notes & Silence 