I have never found answers anywhere else but in the practice of silence.Sometimes, silence makes events speak,Other times it silences them all.But still, it nourishes
Étiquette : practice
When Everything Shuts Down
All these posts can as well stop right hereI will write, as far as eyes can see, sutras, mantras, passages from holy texts, prayers,That would
Her Whom I Embrace With My Eyes
The practice of simple sitting is a joyful practice.It teaches the courage to go beyond the crust of concepts.Experience requires going through this crustIt is
Zen on the lips
Zen, Zen, Zen… It does not matter the least !For Zen does not exist, Zen exists nowhere else but in yourself, right here, right now,What
The Language of Silence
I waited a long time in silence.Silence does not speak Hebrew, Sanskrit, Japanese, Arabic or Latin.Silence does not speak.That’s one more reason to listen.
City Practice, Field Practice
The practitioner of the meadows, of sitting in the wild, is very sad when he passes in front of the building where city practitioners gather.
Have You Seen It All Yet ?
To practice Zen, You have to have seen it all To have seen it all You need to practice Silent Sitting ©FJ Oct 2023Recueils /
Beep Beep And Coyote
Concepts run, endlessly, to the point of exhaustion,And then they pass the baton to others. Concepts run behind God, the living, Always faster, Always elusive,
Zen Heresy
The emptier my practice,The more I’m able to welcome all practices.This is the heart of true Zen.Any arrangement of a systemic ‘Zen’is a total heresyabsolute
A Compass For the Soul
The Spirit that pushes Man along the axis of disintegration of all concepts inherent to religious and spiritual practices… Is the compass of the soul.The
Junk Food of the Spirit
Until you reach silence, religion, spirituality, are just gibberish: physical equipment from the Grand Bazaar where everything is worth anything else, where nothing is worth
The Barbecue of Thoughts
Sitting in meditation, And observing the embers of thoughts Still red, Freshly excited by the winds, Those that light easily. Then burn up and disappear
What bothers me is what guides me
I find it very positive that what bothers me, what I am uncomfortable with, what does not speak to the heart of my current practice,
Tick Bites
As the tick bites the animal at the bottom of its fur and drinks from the blood source before it shakes itself or rubs against
Border Stones And Beacons
One might think that border stones and beacons are equivalent. Regarding practices, this is not the case: a limited path and a marked path are
Notes & Silence 