« 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
« 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
There is nothing silence will not eventually overcome.There is no phenomenon language cannot lock up and wither. FJ July 2021 – All Rights ReservedArticles are
Tonight, I can identify with precision,Along the spine, the point of psychological blockage.This place is offering me the gift of spatialization. A glazed bubble where
The border does not mean anything to the cloud.It feels no contemptAnd no pity It simply moves over the border without noticing it.Concepts are borders
You’re not in controlTake what you haveDon’t grab what you don’t haveAnd know that what you need will comeSo naturally you might not even notice
A reputed difference between Buddhism and the other tradition I have crossed in my life is often misunderstood.Quite often the external stress is placed on
The fire, incubating underneath all the words :Here’s what deserves our mindful focus. Words are nothing but the desperate leftovers, remnants from psychological play-dough,Thrown on
Ne pas être “pas le mental”Être aussi le mental Ne pas être “il faut se recentrer”Être aussi le recentrement Franck Joseph©FJ May 2021 – All
Mindful breathingAlways corresponds to the leap off the Train of ThoughtsThe leap back into the Awaiting. Franck Joseph©FJ May 2021 – All Rights ReservedArticles are
(Version française) For many people,Myself included,What creates this inner instability, the anxiety in times of historical tipping points such as the one we are going
It has now become impossible to deny :There is an attachment to this sitting posture that is both subtle and coarse. Subtle, because it is
Language is inextricably bound up with thought,It is its body, the same way dust allows water to shape a cloud. Without dust, there can be
It is true that meditating is at the same time moving around our surface being,Losing oneself in the mind maze,Clinging back to the central axis
To find peace of mind,I would have given everything To find peace of mind,I have given everything Now that I own nothingI’m waiting for that
Alone in the world, so fragileThere is no one to care for himHe slowly walks along the stripOf stones flanked by emptiness. Slapped by the