A common error in the Western and/or superficial perception of Buddhism is to only consider the absence of birth and death from a material perspective.
Étiquette : peace
Two Weeks of Anxiety
14 days of anxiety without a break: the political context of my place and time.In a brutality that I would not have imagined encountering anywhere
Heart of Consciousness
Heart of Consciousness, Deep Nature,Let my hands dip in your water,Come and open my eyes,Let your source rain down on the clouds of dust. ©FJ
The Mirror of My Consciousness
The mirror of my consciousness exists as long as I see it.As soon as a reaction lands on it, the mirror takes shape,When there’s nothing
Am Busy, Thank You !
We should stop bothering people with political, economic, professional, family matters and other questions.Because growing old is in itself a full-time activity. ©FJ March 2024Recueils
I wanted to run away
I wanted to flee, to fight, to unmask,enrich the ego, actually The ego was everywhere,hidden and yelling. the quest for statusfor power, influence,a will for
From Separation to Awakening
The way people leave each other is similar to the process of cell division.Everything is present at the beginning of the life of the cell
Compostable Sitting
There is no difference between between the practice of simple sitting and emptying the compost bag into the compost bin.In the kitchen, the peelings start
A Word, A Book Of Wisdom
Each word has its energyCan you feel it ? Follow it nowTake any word,Mix sound and meaning together,Each word is an orientation that you give
The Big Bad Wolf Truth
When, through a burst of clairvoyance, one of the members of the group stops playing the games that take place in the group,When one of
Behind Our Lips That Do Not Pray
Prayer is a call to the depths of our being. Until these depths manifest themselves in our lives and provoke, through their expression, our alignment.
My Freedom / Your Narrowness
I don’t understand why I continue to fight to protect what is most precious to me – my great freedom – and this fight is
Let those who love me follow me
My passion is my ally, my most intimate friend,She laughs at well-dusted enclosures.She runs over mowed lawns and abandons stale water troughs.She follows the flows
Une Histoire Bien Inutile
A celui qui craint que les crocs de l’égo ne mordent sa chair s’il était amené à se retrouver en statut d’enseignant, entouré de disciples…Il
My burning self
It’s so stupid, so common, This tendency to forget the happiness that is right here,Just below, right underneath our usual oblivion Holding out its arms
Notes & Silence 