Letting yourself get carried away by sleepSurrendering yourself over to the sleeping currentThere is nothing surprising in the difficulties encounteredBy the one we have so
Étiquette : practice
Inspection Hole
Meditation is the inspection hole, opening on all the waste as it keeps running along the underground pipes.The one who has lifted the cover sees
In This Word of ‘Dharma’
Travels, big and small alike, those across the globe and those across my Northern French area,Mind-blowing Japan and the campground of Ypra, Belgium,In the end,
All Individual, All Collective
What a detour through Japan allows to understand: Focusing on the individual level is a bottomless pit of suffering.Westerners are constantly questioning and further wrapping
Stealing Back Time
Banging my head in your narrow minds is suffocating : I need to get out.And I’ve withered long enough in the dullness of your aspirations.Your complacency
Around Noises
How could we listenTo the silence waiting between noises ?Silence contains all noises. ©FJ August 2021 – All Rights ReservedArticles are available as books and
Where Roads Are Paved With Hearts
For this country, I feel a wild attraction, a magnetic, animal instinct.Nothing as refined as what you would expect for a country like this.Actually, I
Night Note
Julie, that night, through the doors of her soul,those who can watch sounds and hear colors,sees herself standing up and walk a few meters…while still
Edge : Your Guide, My Jammer (1/2)
I would have loved us to walk there,Both of us. But the edge guiding your words and carrying the sound of your voiceJams everything.It disconnects
Words Of Sand
Sometimes, grains which are thinner, purer than the rest are filtered through their more compact mineral brothers.And, from the very first movement of the sieve,Those
A Zen Garden Allegory
Matthew walks across the Zen garden of Kodaiji temple in Kyoto.He slowly moves forward along the dense thickets. Large rocks have put on a wet
Night Breathing
Tonight, as I switch between the comfort of a Kyoto hotel room which offers me a comfortable double bed,and the accusation of incongruity that arises
Never Obliged To
You can never force your mind to stop talking,But you are never obliged to listen. ©FJ August 2021Articles are available as books and e-books :
Meeting The Kesa Of My Life
Today is February, the First, of 2019I am 39 years old.In a few minutes, we’ll celebrateThe seventh birthday of my younger son. At the back
One or Many Truths ?
(An Answer to Mary) I would say that the different levels of subjective truth intermingle. They are all true, on different degrees, depending on the
Notes & Silence 