The Bodhicitta, the Awakening Consciousness,Keeps bringing you home, again and again.And carries you through rough winds and sirens’ songs.This ship is made of breathCan you
Étiquette : Buddhism
A Wide Wide Heart (3/4)
Both hands in the pocketsTo clasp in the center of palmsThe object of her faithThe echo from elsewhereSolutions from here… A soft, velvet pebbleHas gone
Which Religion Changes The World ?
A reputed difference between Buddhism and the other tradition I have crossed in my life is often misunderstood.Quite often the external stress is placed on
The Awakening Soup
As ingredients are added to the brew, a chef will regularly plunge the ladle in the pot and keeps an eye on the overall texture.
Does It Matter ?
When questioned about Mahayana, Theravada Buddhism, Zen,Ch’an or transmissions,On the chronological order of this and that,The master is getting a bit confused. The impulse to
Faith In Zazen
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.
Silence teaches Silence
Silence teaches the pointlessness of mocking,Of the attempt to reach the final witty remark.Silence opens to the appeasing state related to extinctionAnd takes us further
Sick Practice : The One Question (Note)
When you are sleepingOr even beyond death,Ask yourself the question… Or do it in a much more accessible, Daily and daytime manner,During times of sickness
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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
How Could You Not End Up Alone ?
Zen destroys everything.Even there, you’re comingAnd you destroy everything. Zen accepts everything.Even there, you reject everything,And end up rejected. What are you ?A stray dog
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
Space in My Palm
It is true that meditating is at the same time moving around our surface being,Losing oneself in the mind maze,Clinging back to the central axis
« 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
Where My Heart Is
My job, my love, my life, here it is :How much of an ignorant fool must one be To search for any meaning elsewhere.Where my
Mist as Mist
This is a re-post from a 3-year-old article…This article is a free adaptation from the French version: Où la Brume est Brume Clinging to thoughts
Notes & Silence 