Many couples actually break up because they do not have the slightest idea of how powerful their ‘us’ is.Their ‘us ‘.We get so used to dwelling
Étiquette : faith
Faith In Zazen
The beauty of Zazen is :It is not because we are unable to phrase it,Or because we are not even aware of itThat nothing is decanting.
Keep Your Power
(re-post) You can keep you dirty power,I don’t want it !Keep it and please, stop wagging it under my nose ! I know you’re unable
Mist as Mist
This is a re-post from a 3-year-old article…This article is a free adaptation from the French version: Où la Brume est Brume Clinging to thoughts
Poetic Slope
Poetry,The poetic mind,Can also be a sensibility which ends up penning the poet in spiritual drowsiness.From that point, the poetically inclined mind will dig to
Unfathomable Wells of Faith – note
Very old note, among scribbles at the bottom of digital boxes 🙂 Really, the greatest gift we can offer someone is space (Thich Nhat Hanh)
Ceremonial Wisdom
What do I care to ‘look wise’ ?Why would I want to dress with the attire of wisdom ?This sounds like an absurd objective to me. Yet,
The Darkening Skies of Parenting
As children move along the maturing process, they often have their newly gained wisdom level preceded by a more or less chaotic and regressive phase.
Through The Tempest
Bodhicitta : the strength which is given to us,the one we use to hang on to the sailboat mastwhen the strong gusts of thoughts start blowing
The Practice of Ignorance
It is very clear to my eyes, that the underlying power conveying thoughts does not belong to me.When the vertical axis collides with and opens
Tell me, why do you even talk ?
Among all this illusory unfurling of existence, what is the role of language ?Is it the raw materials, the necessary supply to set all connected
I Sit
Beyond steep rocks erecting and stone blocks combiningIn a densified mountain range,I sit Through the deafness of dark nightsWhere questions are held captive,I sit Along
Are You Done Mixing Herbs ?
Religion is not a pure herb,Let alone the place where the Principle of Life grows and inspires. Religion is a mix of herbs with a
The Thread of Faith
Get out of all patternsFall into your own armsAnd know the throbbing heartWelcomes back every drop of blood. Do not bet, do not playLet this
My Lifelong Friend
Your insecurities : they’re what keeps me away from youwhat chops my attentiveness and jerks my sentencesSo blatantly bleeding, they splash around and drown me.
Notes & Silence 