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
Étiquette : spirituality
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
Desert Sitting
Desert. It can mean going through the barren dryness and loneliness of meditation. Knowing the desert through meditation. The sun dries everything up. The higher
Holy Gardening
The evolution of religions as well as the way spiritualities expand, can never be detached from time. As we move along this axis, we are
Naima (Secret Code)
If there were only one song I’d wish to play for the rest of my days, it would be Naima, by John Coltrane. A single
Slide Underneath All Layers
There are many levels of consciousness : each of them is a world in itself. Each of them providing a different or deeper angle Each
“Off-Balance”
There is no better way to describe how we sometimes feel. The problem is we are often unable to use this term when we actually
Compulsive Sign Readers
« Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon. » Ikkyu and, doing so, beware of the risk
What’s left ? (A non-thought experience)
(inspired by Ramana Maharshi’s words, as collected by David Godman, in Be Who You Are) All of the world’s experience that we have can be
The Leap of Faith
Could we jump off our ill-being
To the pure heart of Being ?
Now, Look
Coming back to basics Again, again, and again Until it becomes natural Until it remembers being natural Until it finds back its own place –
Notes & Silence 