The True Monk has no title and wears no robe.The true disciple of the BuddhaKnows nothing about Buddhism ©ndraw@protonmail.com – Dec 2022Recueils / ParticipationsTelegram (Publications
The True Monk has no title and wears no robe.The true disciple of the BuddhaKnows nothing about Buddhism ©ndraw@protonmail.com – Dec 2022Recueils / ParticipationsTelegram (Publications
If it is difficult to be present to yourself, it is even more difficult to be present for yourself.Being present : I see that these
People can tell all they want about the history of their practice, the long duration of their meditation practice, the sessions, the places, the people,
From my first master,I’ll remember that we must always create, at every moment, our tradition.Practice is a meeting of living beings,I saw the momentum, the
Every discussion, every word you are exposed to, sets in motion an energy within you — it calls it by its own name.The intervention of
Young people often believe that older people have been old since days of old.That’s not the case.Once the borders of Lands Of Old Age have
Through sanpai,Listening to Master BodyExperience complete surrender. Franck – October 2022Recueils / ParticipationsTelegram (Publications et Pratique)
Truth means genuine,not a claim of objectivitynot a certificate of propertya long gone knowledge resonating again,a clogged up stream flowing again,doing what streams are supposed
The teaching I received : gently lean forward, with a straight back, slowly come back and feel the hipbones section ‘hook’ the cushion and allow
When the spiritual eye is open, the words of traditions pulse in unison,And each teaching is animated by the same joy.And the sectarian discourse on
A very refreshing ingredient of Mahayana Buddhism is an absence of a political/colonizing element from the thoughts and systems of others.The depth of the texts
After all these hours of sitting, all this reading, and all these observations,After so much epiphany and grace raining down in marvelous flakes,How dare you
The outbursts of media violence have torn to pieces the sails of our Ships of Tranquility,The flashes of political decisions broke our Masts of RecklessnessThe
What I do matters so much less than how I do it.With all my might, with an exhausted heart, if I throw myself into the
See what has happened to you, when you forget to look at what’s going on in the Great Hall of Thoughts…Once more, you have been