In the Aramaic language he spoke, Jesus passed on the prayer we have been hearing since childhood. This may sound as groundbreaking news for some
In the Aramaic language he spoke, Jesus passed on the prayer we have been hearing since childhood. This may sound as groundbreaking news for some
Repost from a previous article———— -Think about someone…Pick one of your relationships.Not anything sweet and tender.Something dry.The one person who makes you sad, the one
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
This is a re-post from a 3-year-old article…This article is a free adaptation from the French version: Où la Brume est Brume Clinging to thoughts
Difficile de marcher sans se tremper,Sans se mêler aux effluves des résidents. Puisqu’ils sont sédentaires ces odeurs d’âmes se sont densifiées en béton, en papiers,
C’est bien la présence qui crée la beauté et non la beauté qui invite à la présence.A l’être présent tout est beau.Quand bien même tout
This may sound as a derogatory term : ‘disillusioned’ comes to tag those among us who jar with the channels of common enthusiasm.We have entered the diktat
Presence,Mindfulness, Is the presence of GodAwakening within ourselves, God’s ConsciousnessEnlightening from the midst of our existence. As we deepen and simplify our practice, we are
This is an old post dating back from 2018 Though it feels like I wrote it more than a decade ago I now find it
Et lorsque le centre sous le nombril est pris en otage par la situation, alors que pourrait-il se passer ?Pas de progression calme dans l’assise
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
Je n’ai jamais écrit un seul article, je n’ai fait que voir des articles s’écrire.Je n’ai jamais une fois pris le crayon parce que j’avais
A trail of thoughtsOn which I walkThousands of milesOf pure brain-madeFabric-ationWoven mind-terialBehind and around usEven becoming usCovering the whole worldAnd everybody elseA trail of thoughtsWe
There is an aroma for every soul,Something in the air,Unrelated to age or experiences,A deeper connection, ahead of it all Some fragrances suit us, let’s