L’âme est en mouvement.L’absence de soi permanent cesse de signifier la négation de l’âme dès lors que l’on reconnaît la nature changeante de celle-ci :Cela signifie
Étiquette : meditation
The Smell of Reality
The tent in the morning and the wet grassMy foot stopping suddenly. In the evening, going to the cabin,My foot, rubbing dry earth, still teaching
Contemplative
Contemplative : Admirer of consciousness, every moment, seeing oneself seeingand disappear, fully present, in the sweetness of nature, in the tumult of the streets, Being
The Great Return
Attachment is also the force preventing or slowing down all movement towards a return to inner balance.The body-mind entity tends towards homeostasis, dynamic balance and
My Little Disciple
By chance of a short teaching delivered to my youngest disciple, relating to non-attachment, I suddenly connect the words I say and the situation I
As The Feather Lands
I sometimes find it difficult to differentiate between religion and politics,Between debates on religion and rhetorical attempts to trigger agreement to an ideological system. Many
Alliance of Being to Being
The Testament,The Old, the New, is a unionA breakthrough from one to the other, a lightning bolt towards the depths.From deep consciousness, anchor yourself, settle
Light and Prism
There is no religion or tradition that has a monopoly on truth,He who touches the truth recognizes it in every religion.I think of the (Buddhist)
Softening
Sitting, hands joined,Hot breath,Air caressTo the heart and throat Sun on the sandRemoves slag,Gone, dissolved, Breathe again in the sky of my soul,Soften me ©FJ
Without You
I now see that, without you, life has no meaning,since you are the meaning.Without you, my existence is the antechamber of life,Where everything runs on
Since The Dawn of Time
The Great Freedom?Here it is: see that everything we have,Is already lost, that in reality, we never truly had it.This applies to everything, everyone, to
Silence-Bound
Prayer is a bath of God that we take,A daily orientation for the soulAn incensing of the heart with divine emanations.Thus, to reach the bottom
Je n’oublierai pas
Je n’oublierai pas le jour où tous, de concert, ont fait déferlé par les embouchures-écrans, la symphonie de haine sur le monde. Je n’oublierai pas,
Give Me Your Words
The man of the night – David! I understand your callI could use your wordsCan I?Give me your words! I don’t have any left, today,And
Carrying One’s Child
Rushing to pick up your fifteen-year-old son at the bus stop as a rainstorm suddenly broke, Set in motion by the same momentum that rushed
Notes & Silence 