There are passages in the Bible which, at first glance, may appear either looking as a poor translation or clearly leave us quizzical, as far
There are passages in the Bible which, at first glance, may appear either looking as a poor translation or clearly leave us quizzical, as far
In Zen and Catholic or Evangelic Christianity alike, among others, it is not unusual to come across this peremptory tone, the same insane assertiveness…Unexpectedly, this
Meditation and prayerConsciousness and SoulBrahman and God The breakthrough lifts the veil on the idiocy of parish rivalry,The breakthrough which sent me in the arms
It takes a freight of bravery, a serious hint of boldness,A disarming truckload of grace, a wild gift of freedom,To play one’s way through diverse
‘…For whenever our heart condemns us,God is greater than our heart’ (St John) Sitting Zazen, I learn what it means to be greater that my
How often have I longed for the encounterWith the human being inside of you.On every occasion, I have found nothingBut a battery of tightly knotted
On a certain level of silence, there is nothing which can still remainbeside faith and the call from Being.Nothing as powerful, no knowledge as certain
Sitting zazen, there is a sacrament of forgiveness.Towards others, of course, forgiveness dawning in the horizon,Towards ourselves, forgiveness we receive. The heart of zazen is
Swarms of thoughts,Those who clouded our sights and made us turn in circles in the same psychological neighborhood when we were convinced we could cross
There is a point on which spiritual practices and theology are fiercely opposed and where pilgrims are forced to take a direction: Theology, and with
Sitting, in the middle of the prairieBreathing, listening to your breath,Ask yourself the question : where is God ?Here, now, between you and the breathing,Within
I confess the faith I placed in the self-importance,I confess the faith in self-sufficiency. Way of drying upAcross barren fieldsAnd furrow of loneliness and suffering.This
Inside our bubble of thoughts, where would you find God ?He is waiting outside, behind the door of your heart.He’s waiting beneath…That you kneel down,
God’s embrace is so simpleThat all your books can be laid down, right here.All your concepts so skillfully entangled. These have stopped being of any