I’d like to share with you something private, something intimate. This is not something I usually do. At least, not so bluntly and devoid of
Étiquette : spirituality
Meeting Beyond Conflict – ‘We Had A Fight’
He is not talking about objective facts, the violence of what has really been said…But about the thunderous resonance these words had in his inner
God Is Hovering (2/2)
This article follow on from God Is Hovering (1/2) -notes Friendly enough, this biblical advice reminds us that there is no use in looking for
Gesticulated Empathy
I’d rather fake a lack of empathy than indulging in an ostentatious demonstration of how much I care about others.I perceive the indecency of a
A Royal Coat
If she places me on a pedestal It is because I am small. If she pins me up among the stars It is because I’m
Against The Tide
It seems that a prevailing rule among social groups is as follows : The negative rubs off on the positive much easier than the other way
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
The Grace Is Gone (Quote)
Notice the grace,The grace is gone. ©FJ May 2021 – Groupe de PratiqueRecueils — Participations
« I Am Awakened »
« If you meet the Buddha, kill him »,This is a common statement in Zen Buddhism… This is how it resonates in me, today : If you hear
Hearing Away
Music is a magnet to our attention.Like a light bulb has insects dash into the halo – out of ignorance,They penetrate it to death.Magnetized by
Substitute Nipple And Marine Universal
Long have I lived in the outlet storeOf assembly-line music,There, it filled meWith ethereal echoesConcentrated syrupEmotional quicksandHorizons to follow,Facing overwhelmed eyes. I understand now that
To Survivors
Take a good look at the mechanical motor-racing track :The circuit where your mind is trapped.Behind the roar of enginesSit with distant eyesSee those never-ending
Peace of Mind
To find peace of mind,I would have given everything To find peace of mind,I have given everything Now that I own nothingI’m waiting for that
Fragile Land
Alone in the world, so fragileThere is no one to care for himHe slowly walks along the stripOf stones flanked by emptiness. Slapped by the
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
Notes & Silence 