Are we able to look at the conceptual layer of our religion ?When we have braided into a mat all the concepts that this religion has
Are we able to look at the conceptual layer of our religion ?When we have braided into a mat all the concepts that this religion has
Meditation is a game of letting goof the mental channelBy dint of being neglected for so many years,The channel rears up, overflows, then dries up.Whether
Of Course, after-Zazen considerations are not comparable to before-Zazen problems.Our perspective can change.Yet, the flattening of conflict zones ahead of sitting may also enable conditions
Thoughts aggregate into lumps.And the larger the amount of debris in the psychic soup, the easier it will be for that cluster to embark the
As long as the ego wants,At the end of the path,Will come the taste of venom. In the meantime, all feet are rushing,At the speed
How many more years shall I spendHanging around in the rancid juice of thoughts ? Operating from the mind module is dipping into the tank
I believe in the power of Dreams.How could it be otherwise ? They are the wealth of my existence.I believe in Consciousness strata.The orientation of the
I feel gratitude for these concerns, compulsions and circular thoughts that keep arising again and again in my mind,Those mental energies which agitate this mind
Swarms of thoughts,Those who clouded our sights and made us turn in circles in the same psychological neighborhood when we were convinced we could cross
John 5, 30“…And My judgment is just, because I do not seek My own will, but the will of Him who sent Me.” Sitting, looking
Inside our bubble of thoughts, where would you find God ?He is waiting outside, behind the door of your heart.He’s waiting beneath…That you kneel down,
This is what exhausts the heart of Man and causes their ruin.Activities, whether sound or not, drain our being’s resources after jamming them. From the
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
Meditation is the inspection hole, opening on all the waste as it keeps running along the underground pipes.The one who has lifted the cover sees
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 :