Miles Davis said that he did not recognize his instrument in the « trumpet-trumpet »… In the same way, I do not recognize my practice in Zen-Zen.As
Miles Davis said that he did not recognize his instrument in the « trumpet-trumpet »… In the same way, I do not recognize my practice in Zen-Zen.As
There comes a time in zazen,when all the little music, rhythms, melodies, sound further and then fade away. If you look closely, some of the
As was the case with Mozart’s music, some people are consciousness prodigies : where others barely distinghuish a few notes in the dense score of
The musical wind, sitting zazen, in front of the still incandescent logs.I am here to hear it,otherwise the wind would play for nothingotherwise the wind
Me, a musician, my whole life… I, who have spent so many hundreds of hours trying to tame exercises and scales, trying to appropriate the
Having reached a certain point, a certain form of interest in music,particularly focused on identity-related discussions, defense of point of view,is a stagnation to be
Zazen, by the highlight it places on the body, ballasts the disciple : whatever his practice, he will be all the more inclined to avoid going
Matthew, thanks to a practice-scale repeated a long time ago and inviting himself today into the sitting practice, breathes more fully, more deeply, He realizes
I once wrote that life was a game, that I become sad as soon as I forget this statement.Of course, I didn’t « invent » this, nor
Jazz, bebop: listening to higher tempi….from a slow listening point,Embracing wider…embracing from a wider perspective.Listening to the whole thing from a further, deeper place.No longer
The musician practices scales up and down, so that when he finds himself in a situation of improvisation, the vocabulary, grammar and elocution are in
Music draws the landscapeIn our view, it reorganizes reality,Neither the gaze nor reality, however, does anything.The two elements meet in your mind. Franck – September
The Lords’s prayer is not a recitation of words.It is a score for energies, a musical staff for the movements of the soul. Energy phrases
Music robs the beauty of calmness.On deep water, nothing is built.There, light sinks in and leaves fallAnd plants slowly decompose.All of this is raining inside.
What are sounds if I don’t hear them?What are waves if they never meet the shore ? If they get born as they die,They neither