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
Étiquette : Space
Frail Feathers On The FLoor
When I’m overwhelmed and suffocatingYour words … Claiming inanity, this is what I always do.For there’s not enough space within meTo let your words unfold
A Father’s Space
When the child angersWhen the child storms about and hits,The role of the father is not to counter-stormAnd to end up both smothering. It is
Answering Tears
I don’t know how to answer your flowing tearsWithout notice, they’re drowning me.All I can do is grab those old planks of shouts floating nearbySo
Zooming out on Couples
The couple format is to man/woman relation what Zazen practice is to our lives :It needs to offer enough space to appreciate our great freedom. Franck
The True Engagement
Disappointment, distress inside the couple relation is mostly the result of a perception bias.The other is not…The other does not want to hear…When will the
Space in My Palm
It is true that meditating is at the same time moving around our surface being,Losing oneself in the mind maze,Clinging back to the central axis
Spilling Life On The Soil
There’s nothing like your wordsTo double-lock time,To turn it into clots,Into scabs and scabsBack into tissue. Reduced from the layersImpacted by the sharp tone of
From The Ground Up (quick note)
‘Home Staging’ : This is a typical example of what happens when common sense is suddenly made hostage by an American-sounding label and is squeezed in
Sitting For You
Sitting zazen, I sometimes delve into my brother’s meander.If there ever has been anything magic in the practice, there it is.Doing this, I find the
Breathing a Higher Meaning
It is not your position that I have anything against. I’m not attacking that…This is what you struggle to understand.This is the reason why you
Meet the Journalist
Still digging out old posts….from earlier sitting sessions, back in 2016. I recently bumped into someone I had never met before.Someone I know more than
Dense as This. Simple as That
A trail of thoughtsOn which I walkThousands of milesOf pure brain-madeFabric-ationWoven mind-terialBehind and around usEven becoming usCovering the whole worldAnd everybody elseA trail of thoughtsWe
Dragon/Fly
Thought is a tiny fly…It’s overexcited, voracious and insatiable. The mere beginning of the furthest of any approaching sound gets it flying all over us.
Words on a Robe
What is paramount is to perceive the sameness of teachings behind the various talks and ‘reports’ made available by mystics or masters.The lexical packaging is
Notes & Silence 