You know, in the secret of your heartAll the ways are joining hands,What do you have to fearFrom abandoning them all,And walking along the Unique
Étiquette : prayer
Wrinkled Hands
Joining and BowingMy two wrinkled handsI do not know any wilder joy. ©FJ Nov 2021RECUEILS/ ParticipationsTelegram (Publications et Pratique)
Gratitude Toward Mind-Winds
I feel gratitude for these concerns, compulsions and circular thoughts that keep arising again and again in my mind,Those mental energies which agitate this mind
Playing subversive wears me down
Swarms of thoughts,Those who clouded our sights and made us turn in circles in the same psychological neighborhood when we were convinced we could cross
Hishiryo – Quote
Hishiryo, perfect withdrawalA total faith in tihe spirit blowing at the bottom of non-action, non-thinking,Thy will be done. ©FJ Oct 2021RECUEILS/ ParticipationsTelegram (Publications et Pratique)
Jump Off Theology
There is a point on which spiritual practices and theology are fiercely opposed and where pilgrims are forced to take a direction: Theology, and with
Healing Cross
The Cross symbolizes the power of transformationWithin ourselves, Christ, comes to place His handsOn our necrotic tissues, dead bands in our water channelsWhile the ocean
In Touch With God
Sitting, in the middle of the prairieBreathing, listening to your breath,Ask yourself the question : where is God ?Here, now, between you and the breathing,Within
Confession
I confess the faith I placed in the self-importance,I confess the faith in self-sufficiency. Way of drying upAcross barren fieldsAnd furrow of loneliness and suffering.This
Breathing Life To Scriptures
When Jesus says he has not come to abolish the Scriptures, but to accomplish them (“Do not think that I have come to abolish the
Gasping Point (2/2)
Lord, blow away the layers of dustTime has hoarded along the path of simplicity,Open my eyes to traces of eternity,I’m lost, come meet me where
Gasping Point (1/2)
All these meanders and sleights of handAre a dead-end.They push me deeper into the dark.Their roads all finally narrowAnd swear to smother meIf I follow
World-Ends Prayer
I desperately need a breath of fresh airTo renew the rancid climate of former stagnancy.I have been short of breath for so long,Lord, help me
Who Else But God ?
Some self-centered profiles can only reach the lands of salvationBy making a detour through God,God, in the exoteric understanding is saving souls from drowning in
A Universal Language
When emotions are illegible, there’s no use for words any longer.Only silence can unbind them, and return them to nothingness. We need to make out
Notes & Silence 