The ecological crisis finds its roots in the egological crisis. Totally ignoring alternatives, our egos swell and choke, Sentencing themselves to the destruction of their
The ecological crisis finds its roots in the egological crisis. Totally ignoring alternatives, our egos swell and choke, Sentencing themselves to the destruction of their
There are so many ways, leading to the Way. This Way where all ways lead can actually be found. We lay there in peace, deeply
At the top of our breathing inAt the bottom of our breathing out,Falling asleep, at Mindfulness DuskWaking up, at Consciousness Dawn 4 points on the
« Indicible gratitude pour la posture Et rien d’autre que la main qui se pose sur la main. »
Put the thoughts helmet downAnd see what life is likein its simplicity, intimacy, immediacy. Life is so close you can finally touch it.Life is so
Some people are so wildly swept off in their belief system that, if you had them sit on a cushion and travel through the worlds,
« Combien de milliers d’unités de temps (années, siècles, vies, kalpas…) sont nécessaires avant que la rencontre avec le Dharma puisse avoir lieu ? Il faut
I have never written any article, I barely watched articles writing themselves.I have never grabbed the pen because I had something to say.I merely held
I have smothered in the narrowness of your mindsI have despaired along your vacant aspirations. My heart has splintered through you indulgenceMy soul has crushed
Je ne laisserai plus le stress m’envahir
Le monde moderne apporte le diktat de l’optimisation. Nous comprenons. Mais qu’en est-il lorsque ce culte de la fluidité des processus pénètre jusqu’à l’os le
There is so much anxiety in the process of getting old, like having mountains as only horizon. Reaching the Peak of the Thirties, as there
« La multiplication des informations empêche l’expérience de l’émotion consciente. Celle-ci est fonction de la vitesse d’exécution. Oeuvrez à simplifier, à ralentir. » Franck Joseph ©FJ Jan
Through my mouth or through my pen, is the ever-new essence flowing ? Or are all these words nothing but an automatic repetition of non-integrated
Vent de mousseline passe au travers de mon corps au repos. Nature du souffle sans trace aucune éparpille mes atomes Aux quatre coins du monde