The true ritual is within us. Ritual. At most, what we generally refer to as ‘rituals’ across different traditions act as a mirror, an occasion to
Étiquette : spirituality
When I Forget that Life is but a Game
I’m sad when I forget that life is but a game where tables turn and pieces are swept away, where no rule is ever set
Resurrection : A Perspective
Christ’s Resurrection is an inner phenomenon. It is the required broadening of the Heart to let compassion for the world arise. The traditional representation of
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The Daughter, the Son we are…
Whenever I surrender to the Father, I withdraw from the ego room. The movement, the release of energy is the same. The love rising
May Lightness Save You
I believe that lighness of heart saves us while seriousness kills without fail. In lightness of heart, there is flexibility and adaptation to space In
Wild Dharma
Dodging… This is also one of the teaching media in the Zen tradition. Laying a trap, greasing the helping hand… Preventing the roots from embedding
When Meditation is the Golden Calf (a Zealot Zazen)
(Version française : Parfois, Zazen est le Veau d’Or Zazen, zazen, zazen…. until it becomes an obsession, Then zazen again, zazen some more, until it makes
Breaking the Glass of Mindfulness
The sharpness of presence has nothing to do With the syrupy vanilla cotton cloud of glazed paper mindfulness of smoky telephone screens of one-way mirrors.
Take the words off the mix
Turn the fader now Press the time switch Take the words off the mix You’ll be at peace, for a moment … Yet knowing they
To the Morning Whistler
(french version available here : Au Siffloteur des Matins) From the fierce immaturity of my teenage years, I would question him about the endless universe
Promised Land
The Promised Land is in us. Continuously, this inner territory awaits its inhabitants. It stands inside each one of us, and we all share its
A Coffee Machine Awakening Practice
Julie sometimes happened to remind herself of how she was when she lived her previous life : offices, colleagues, dumb tasks, barren talks at the
No Door, No Threshold
Isn’t it amazing to note that the most immediate door to what’s beyond stands right at the heart of this world’s density ? This apparent
Fields of Fear
Now you have grazed the grass of all those dried up pens : Sit outside all fences. Surprisingly appeased, as no attacker roams Harmoniously faithful
Notes & Silence 