Practice is universal.It exists way beyond traditions – it transcends them all.It exists through traditions – it unites them all.It comes down to a few
Practice is universal.It exists way beyond traditions – it transcends them all.It exists through traditions – it unites them all.It comes down to a few
As long as you try to understand,You are never ready for understandingAs soon as understanding stops being an issue,Then, understanding can happen. Franck Joseph©FJ Sept
Put the thoughts-helmet downand see what life is like in its simplicity, intimacy, immediacy.Life is so close I can finally touch it.Life is so nude
If I were to describe God, I would say that describing God has no meaning.God is over-qualified.Since childhood, we have heard that ‘God is love’.If
Words can occur ahead of the experience.In the same way a mirror does not create reality, words are not necessary.On occasion, they may initiate the
I can never stop wondering whether God is actually hidden in the cushion. Franck Joseph©FJ Sept 2021Articles are available as books and e-books : RECUEILSThis
It has now become possible to name ‘Christ’ every contact between the Spirit and Man.Everytime the Spirit seeds the heart of Man, Christ is born.
Collective gesticulationsSlow and glittery movesImitating a myth,Worshiping habits, This is not ZenThis is not my practice. Simply sitting ?Very little sitting, and scarce simplicity.Paintings to
In my eyes, as soon as compassion starts showing the first sign of ostentation, it is off-track…And stops being a path I want to follow.That
The day will come,Because it eventually has to,When all the business filling your life,The one you’ve grabbed hold of all these days,Until the backwash of
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
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
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
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
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 :