Consciousness is malleable. It is the mold of the outside (a context, a grace, a teaching) and the inside (practice, particular position) The two modes
Étiquette : consciousness
Already Dead
If I look deeply at the people I meet,everyone I interact with,All these people are actually already dead.Worse: they never really existed. Their moving bodies
Window Washer
I am not convinced that there is, nor ever was, something to be named ‘spirituality’.As such, spirituality does not exist. There are and have been
Swing Door
The audio conference ends and gives way to the wiper on the windshield, the friction of the wheels on the wet road of Autumn.From the
Two Consciousnesses On The Edge Of The Night
From the depths of the night, I see a part of consciousness that pertains to the body.Calling to sleep, it is the one who guides
Soul and Consciousness
The sign of equality becomes increasingly undeniable between the deep consciousness and the eternal soul on the one hand and between God and the acute,
The Loop Is Hell
On a spiritual, inner level,hell is a loopconfinement in a pattern,the only prism of behavior,the obsessive vanishing point,towards which infinitely rushall intentions, thoughts, words and
No Solution For Me
There are moments, entire days of our life, sometimes, when thoughts attack with such violence that it seems vain effort to try to extricate oneself
Chime of Thoughts
I look at my thoughts and try to calm themAs I hold between my fingers the hanging bamboo sticks and the stone who collides themAnd
The Color of the Wind
The sound from the leaves is the color of the wind,The sound from my thoughts colliding,What is it the color of ? ©FJ June 2024Recueils /
Night Truth
God, Truth, Dharma, Awakening, Consciousness, the Depth of your Soul,Is not found in the texts that I read at night, to reassure myself, nor in
Everyday Suffering Exposed
I once wrote that life was a game, that I become sad as soon as I forget this statement.Of course, I didn’t « invent » this, nor
Bubble Abyss
I contemplate all the bubbles in the water that come fizzing from the bottom of my glass to die on the surface by the hundreds,
Wedge of Consciousness
Thought is sometimes so dense, so compact, that one cannot squeeze the wedge of consciousness into it. Paradox: when we realize the density, the unbreathability
The Book To Read
Aren’t you done reading books in search of the life-changing sentence you would come across ? The one that would supposedly settle all matters for good ?It
Notes & Silence 