My soul guides me, directs me towards this insight:The tradition I respect the most can only be the one that most respects other traditions. The
Étiquette : spirituality
Without Dedicated Attention
He who prays while repeating texts, speaks quickly, and strings together prayers as one rushes to recite a lesson or complete a few tasks before
Welcoming, Letting Go
Zazen creates the space to welcome internal and external phenomena.Zazen creates the space to let them go. The narrow space creates the reaction to internal
Digging With a Pen
I dig my soul with the pen.Each letter, each word is a shovelful in the earth of consciousness,A few extra centimeters of furrow dug in
What Does Zen Do?
Zazen reduces the framework of practice to the bare minimum. This approach of radical simplification is what is necessary to become aware of what is
The Inner Prophet 2/2
Just as we carry the prophet within us, we alone are the community, the community of ears that receive within us all the voices that
The Inner Prophet 1/2
The prophet is within us.The one who listens, the one who hears.In us, the prophet is that which listens, that which hears, that which receives
The Body-Mind Shackles
Zazen gives you the opportunityto feel the body-mind shackles from which you must free yourself. All other words are useless if you don’t see it,
Zen: Refuge in the Woods
The extreme dematerialization of Zen operates both externally (rituals…) and internally (concepts, representations…). It is what makes Zen a refuge, a point to which we
How Reality Hatches Out
He who has not seen that it is information that creates reality, not reality that creates information, understands nothing at all. Information => shaping of
A Music That Fades Away
There comes a time in zazen,when all the little music, rhythms, melodies, sound further and then fade away. If you look closely, some of the
Nothing New
There is nothing I say that hasn’t already been said,I have no interest in that,Not a hair of a dog in the fight. I’m not
Secret Kesa
A tiny push is sometimes enough to set the most beautiful undertaking in motion.Without it, the project was wating at the top,Entangled in its beautiful,
Emptiness: Unnamed
When the breath passes through me, Undulations in the pipes,All dust carried away,Primordial line,Why put a name to it?If there is nothing to receive a
Emerging from Silence
This gratitude I feel upon emerging from the silence is not manufactured or induced by some religious machinery; it is the song of their absence.
