To say the truth, I do not know whether we are re-born after death, whether transmigration guides our souls, or stay in a land of
To say the truth, I do not know whether we are re-born after death, whether transmigration guides our souls, or stay in a land of
The virus is spreading and everyone wants it to end.It tries to survive, to outlive everyone.It struggles, mutates and end up putting out, once it
The experience of silence is actually the practice of death.It is possible for everyone to soak in silence – if only briefly. We then stop
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
Like an ageing actor, playing out of tuneAs he tries on poses and reflexes from his brighter years,We sometimes sit a broken zen. Like a
Zazen : seeing DeathComing forth as inner eyes adjust. Zazen : agreeing to stay putAnd sit one-on-one with Life Singing in tune, at last,With what
This is why disease or tragedy, when they appear in someone’s life can — in a paradoxical and counterintuitive manner — turn out to be
Mary often appealed to her great freedom as a determining feature of her personality.She would therefore try to present a socially acceptable side to substitute
He froze abruptly. Like a fly stops flying when two irritated hands suddenly clap. His inner buzz had come to an end : he glimpsed
Je m’imagine lors du grand soir. Pour un instant, pas trop longtemps, pour un instant seulement, je m’imagine tout au bout du grand soir. Vécu
A french version of this article is availabel here : Karma Burning….Parvenir à l’Arrêt Could it be possible that all our detours are guided by a
I am not a flickering candle. I am a candle whose flame is being momentarily agitated by drafts. Windows will be closed, doors will be