It is normal that each of the actors claiming themselves to be disciples of Christ, spontaneously consider themselves to be among the first, the closest
It is normal that each of the actors claiming themselves to be disciples of Christ, spontaneously consider themselves to be among the first, the closest
As soon as the pilgrim starts to follow an academic junction, he moves further away from the spiritual path.Inevitably, the intellectual approach dries up the
First Verses : Karma must ever yield its proper fruit,For thus, it is ordained by God, HimselfSupreme Creator. Then, Is Karma God ?No. For it is
Collective gesticulationsSlow and glittery movesImitating a myth,Worshiping habits, This is not ZenThis is not my practice. Simply sitting ?Very little sitting, and scarce simplicity.Paintings to
30 minutes of sitting, Matthew gets up slowly and his legs are numb. Only two candles illuminate the practitioners who, one by one, stand up
«Si tu rencontres le Bouddha, tue-le », dit-on dans le Zen.Oui …Voilà comment cela résonne en moi, aujourd’hui : Si tu entends quelqu’un se dire « éveillé »,Cours dans
Quel talent dévoyé…Quelle malheureuse utilisation des ressources… Voici les champs asséchés aux sillons craquelés où les graines en déshérence sont parsemées. Les fuites d’eau que
« 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
The heart generates a magnetic field 400 times more powerful than the brain’s.From my heart to your heart ( I shin den shin),A master to
I wrote this quick note after listening to the philosopher Michel Foucault, philosopher. What follows does not pretend to be an explanation of his thinking…Just
Humor offers a possibility to sneak into parallel universes.In a flash, the author of a joke tears apart the painting of our representations of reality.
« S’il est un professeur qui enseigne autre chose à ses étudiants que la vie, il faut qu’il change de métier, car il n’en a pas
What the Buddha experienced, what Jesus lived : There is no difference.
Autour de celui qui aimait s’appeler « maître », s’asseyaient des disciples que tout aspirant-sage aurait enviés. Non seulement ils étaient beaux, mais une culture fine et
He would look at me, patiently, as I would go through the litany of my daily tribulations. I would look back at him. As I