Released from our representations, fears, attachment, judgments,Is there an objective substrate of Reality ? A reality, always there, always moving,A support for samsara ? ©ndraw@protonmail.com

Released from our representations, fears, attachment, judgments,Is there an objective substrate of Reality ? A reality, always there, always moving,A support for samsara ? ©ndraw@protonmail.com
After all these hours of sitting, all this reading, and all these observations,After so much epiphany and grace raining down in marvelous flakes,How dare you
-On the Christian, Muslim, Jewish end, God is the creator of the world-On the Buddhist end, the world is an illusion. Those two terms do
The ritual: what you put your consciousness into, when and where you are.What opportunity do you have, here and now, to inject consciousness? It is
When kindergarten children are rolling on the carpet, screaming and bumping into each other, all in perfect chaos, sometimes the teacher, with a single clap,
The Buddha speaks to my consciousness about something it knows.Christ speaks to my heart about something it knows. Today, listening to the heart of Jesus,
beyond yourselfzazen infuses, opens doors, further digs sensitivitiesand allows consciousness to surface,to permeate into our livesand without changing anythingto transform everything ©FJ July 2022 —Groupe
Before zazen, I could never have understood what it meant to sit outside of time.When I’m not doing zazen, moreover, I don’t have the slightest
(Foreword:The separation of post-mortem scenarios is artificial.An open and attentive look allows us to see in these different perspectives the facets of the same reality.
To the central adage of the practitioner according to which “thoughts have no existence”, I propose to substitute this one: “thoughts are not important”. It
The practice of Just Sitting teaches, through practical demonstration, that what always loses us,is the compulsion to seek outside, to want to take root outside
We fall in Zazen,The same way we fall asleepOne stage after the other,We fall through the floors of consciousness,One after the other, they dissolve.Withdrawing towards
At the internal fold of the neck,This is where congenital entropyComes to pearl. In this secret place,Owing to an angle in the mirror,My eyes contemplate
(Part One : The Call 1/3) 1 : Hearing the call2 : realizing this has been a call all along In my life, 1 and 2 have
Version Française Whenever the spirit blows across the world, it is a good thing we remain ignorant about Its whereabouts and directions.This is the summit