(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
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Newtonian Desire And Our Celestial Bodies
Desire is the magnetic power which keeps together the composing elements of our ‘self ‘.In proportion to its intensity, it joins and packs with more or
Harvesting Drips
I simply dip the quill in the zafuAnd words drill at the tipThen I harvest them on a notebook.That is all there is to it.
A Single Practice
If Buddhism speaks to me, it is because, when I read the texts or when I listen to the talks, they reflect practical experiences I’ve
Prospects of Extinction
The virus is spreading and everyone wants it to end.It tries to survive, to outlive everyone.It struggles, mutates and end up putting out, once it
Faith in Human Beings
If I do not choose to have faith in the human being, life is only an acid apprehension.It is unlivable. By rotating the angle I
Through The Eyes Of God
Sister M., in one of the audio podcast I use while jogging, very quietly, says thatDuring our prayers, our moments of silent sitting, we should
Instincts Of Cats and Desires Of Man
The bird lands on the garden wall.In the house, the cat. A window between them.Suddenly the cat starts running to the garden.In a snap, the
Breathing Arabesques
Have you ever met what awaitsAt the very end of an exhalationDid you let the breath in unfurl its arabesquesTo the end of the ends
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
Tickles In The Forehead
It had been a long time since the ticklingBehind the center of the foreheadHad not sprung up in the course of Just Sitting. Small gravel
Accomplished
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Through The Eyes of God – Zen Pebbles
A detour by Sister M., a Christian nun who, on one of my jog-along podcasts claimed that we need to see the world with the
On The Battle Shore
Pieces of meMyself, in pieces,To save the ship from sinkingWhile crossing the layers of darknessI have no idea how it finally reached the shoreOf the
Surrender
If the letting go, often referred to and advised in spiritual environments, is perceived as a desertion,it may be due to our belief we are
Notes & Silence 