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
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
Re-post in a book editing context / The mind does not leave the mind.It can never escape itselfThe harder it tries to access more subtle
We need to sit a simple zazen,To allow space to insufflate.A ‘strong zazen’ is a constriction,The spirit of peace cannot squeeze in. A rigid and
Social networks…what are they, after all ? We have been practicing them for years,A short ramble outside the synthetic grass of that square pen reveals
Sura 3:1, –He said, “My Lord, give me a sign.” He said, “Your sign is that you shall not speak to the people for three
“Home-staging” : voilà un exemple caractéristique de ce qui se produit lorsque le bon sens commun se voit estampillé d’une appellation américaine afin d’initier la
‘Home Staging’ : This is a typical example of what happens when common sense is suddenly made hostage by an American-sounding label and is squeezed in
It is not your position that I have anything against. I’m not attacking that…This is what you struggle to understand.This is the reason why you
Still digging out old posts….from earlier sitting sessions, back in 2016. I recently bumped into someone I had never met before.Someone I know more than
Thought is a tiny fly…It’s overexcited, voracious and insatiable. The mere beginning of the furthest of any approaching sound gets it flying all over us.
According to the Sutra,Where there is strength, drive, enthusiasm, vigor,There is awakening. These are various possible translations to the Virya Paramita (The Perfection of Energy).There
When the wood pencil is so short,That it threatens to disappear On every stroke, on every letter, Where has its former body gone ?Is it true