There is a form of violence that I apply to myself.It occurs at night, when I struggle with what appears as a wake-up phase I
Étiquette : meditation
Meeting The Kesa Of My Life
Today is February, the First, of 2019I am 39 years old.In a few minutes, we’ll celebrateThe seventh birthday of my younger son. At the back
One or Many Truths ?
(An Answer to Mary) I would say that the different levels of subjective truth intermingle. They are all true, on different degrees, depending on the
Queen Of Terror
As a child, he had to be protected against her incomprehensible assaults.She raised waves of chaos and yelled sounds of havoc, under the crashing sky,
Faith in Human Beings
If I do not choose to have faith in the human being, life is only an acid apprehension.It is unlivable. By rotating the angle I
Through The Eyes Of God
Sister M., in one of the audio podcast I use while jogging, very quietly, says thatDuring our prayers, our moments of silent sitting, we should
Instincts Of Cats and Desires Of Man
The bird lands on the garden wall.In the house, the cat. A window between them.Suddenly the cat starts running to the garden.In a snap, the
Notes On The Four Vows
The four lines recited through Buddhist sects in general and in Zen Soto in particular are generally understood are a ritual passages addressed to others
Tormented Sitting
« Master, I feel so helpless, the onslaught of my thoughts seems to have doubled in vigor lately.Even if I sit zazen, they totally draw me
Breathing Arabesques
Have you ever met what awaitsAt the very end of an exhalationDid you let the breath in unfurl its arabesquesTo the end of the ends
A Father’s Space
When the child angersWhen the child storms about and hits,The role of the father is not to counter-stormAnd to end up both smothering. It is
Now Is The Time To Start Existing
Compelled by the oppressive context of our collective daily life, the one to which, as a people, a part of humanity, we are tied, I
One Marble Less (Quote)
The experience of silence is actually the practice of death.It is possible for everyone to soak in silence – if only briefly. We then stop
On The Battle Shore
Pieces of meMyself, in pieces,To save the ship from sinkingWhile crossing the layers of darknessI have no idea how it finally reached the shoreOf the
Surrender
If the letting go, often referred to and advised in spiritual environments, is perceived as a desertion,it may be due to our belief we are
Notes & Silence 