One of the most relieving manifestations of joy occurs when we get out of a complicated behavioural or psychological pattern we let ourselves be trapped
One of the most relieving manifestations of joy occurs when we get out of a complicated behavioural or psychological pattern we let ourselves be trapped
It is no small matter to fall through the film reel, the moment of a splice…the bliss of an absence, a moment of grace,A driven
The traditional practice of Vipassana, through the path it unfolds under our feet, is an experiential teaching. Along this path, the pilgrim is taken by
Buddhism does not assent to the existence of an eternal soul. Minds raised in Christianism find in this latter assertion a sufficient reason to turn
–The illusion of present lives : the succession of thousands of hours, spent pretending we actually exist. –The illusion of past lives : stories, all
Across the paper sheet,Sliding in surgical signsThe therapeutic pen.Confident, studious,Riveted to the obligation of resultIt cuts and probes into the tissuesOpening on the beating heart.
I know that you can seeThrough the walls, unfailingly.I know your sufferingWhen they gather with a contrived faceTo comment the paintings on the wall,The reflections
‘Sometimes, we become so familiar with the practicethat, little by little, we move away from it…Sometimes, you have moved so far away from the practice
Seeing what isIs seeing what is not.This may happen as the relationBetween what is and what is not reverses.Sitting creates favorable conditions to such an
I believe one of the reasons why our professional activity causes so much fatigue is that it operates like a scrambler jamming our natural frequencies.
What appears to me as truly wonderful, is that the aging process does not seem to impact the sheer joy of being. This experience can
The Call from Beyond, The Secret GalleryThat you follow from the depths of your beingTo the Being of the Depths Is the Prayer of the
I sometimes feel sadness towards people who claim to party through the night…They believe that mindlessly hopping from one place to another until the sun
There is a scent in Buddhism,Emanating from the RefugeAt the heart of the woodsAlong the hike, we have the firm hopeTo find there some food,