The fact of holding it in the hand evokes the mastery of
the energy of the environment that we wish to develop .
In the triple world, from the body, of language and
the mind, there is room for the bliss that arises. line of fire. Sharing and
capacity .
The central channel is immersed in the peat of the
mental. Full detachment, it is penetration of consciousness. The
distinction between subject and object is eclipsed .
Trace rouge, sun and moon confused, the breath
vital and the Mind cease to wander .
Trace rouge, void path, middle lane,
commitment to achieving the
Emptiness .
Initiatory path from black tar to emergence
white lead, its opposite, by adding light before the rise towards
the red trail, ultimate effort to get out of the backwater of polarities to
access non-duality .
From the earth rises vital energy, from stable ground and
horizontal. There is stretching of the limbs of the plant being. This one is equipped
of a bodily presence that becomes a form of incarnation. And this being-tree there
represents the skiff allowing to cross the ocean of the subtle worlds without
sink .
As for the sun making its way through the mist
and antlers, he overshadows this being-tree there. It is the descent of the Spirit. As well
high that the star has risen, the previous day, he ends up coming down. The
head falls into heart .
In the center of the mound the vertical column planted
in commemoration of a patriotic holiday, marks the false verticalization of
our state of being-social animal quick to legitimize any construction of our
weakness against the finitude that overwhelms us, to make one
monument, a collection of words that lie, And this, to hide our nakedness,
in order to veil the beautiful arrangement of our possibilities to develop ourselves .
The meeting of the tree and the light is the
moment of knowing the ultimate word for, giving a little sign of
hand to our children, enroll us by degrees, slowly and steadily, toward
what contains us and orients us .
Educate yourself to
the occasion of a relationship, of a place, of a time, of a local color, of one
socio-cultural environment.
Educate yourself because it is done, and that derogating from this obligation can cut you off from social integration, from the ordinary, integration, lucky to have a successful life, of normality.
So I let myself be educated. I used my panty bottoms on the school benches. Obedient, I learned what to do to be like the others, to survive. Come what may, I calmed my impulses in the societal mold. I had wives and children. I have grandchildren. I have house and food. And then I gave myself a hint of originality that makes my personality, narcissizes me just enough not to become a sheep of Panurge.
I built myself in the shadow of my country, a
civilized country where social security and retirement pension give me something
take advantage of what is known as rest, a deserved tranquility !
In the shade of my tree, i'm waiting for death.
But it turns out that I'm already dead.
I failed to live. I did not surprise life.
I did not promulgate it to the rank of risk-taking. I have not traveled. I
I did not know the other peoples of the world. The heavy trials have
saving. I knew how to keep the suffering within bearable limits.
I have read and watched a lot of television and am “aware” to not
bad things ! I was nice to people ! I saved myself to live
as long as possible and in good enough health !
It is at this point of opacity of my behavior that
the Elsewhere appeared to me, like a thunderstorm on a beautiful summer day, in
forcing me to look at this something of the order of the intimate and much more
that my simple life. And this thing that is outside of time and space
catch up by pulling me by the tails : ” hey, Coco, you're not going away
go out like this, you have to pay with your person ! “
But who is it? ? Me who me
I took for a simple and anonymous lambda individual, would it really be me
referred ?
Yes. I am questioned ; they torture me and
I confess : ” I am a person “.
A person with a name – not just the name
of my national identity card – , a name engraved somewhere in the Universe ;
i have a body, a heart, Energy, a psyche, a very soul that
confronted with something that I don't quite understand, animates me and summons me
to meet this greater than me – and yet who is in me – , to
meet the Surprise,
Evidence from elsewhere, some say the Spirit. I am truly
a person present ; I am ” Presence ” .
Ciel, I live ! I see and I live ! I do things like walks, I shave, I practice gymnastic, I write poems, I'm cooking, the garden, the chat, pictures with my relatives, I call, I even sing, … and here I am caught up in this feeling of unknown Immensity that surrounds me, by the Mystery and an irrepressible force that pushes me to really be this Being that I am ; the senses, the heart, soul and psyche wide open gathered in my Person and facing the ultimate Adventure.
I have to be accountable, to register at
register of the living. I can't spin anymore. An obligation to
results catch up with me. To face. Take the next step that will make me Be.
Accept. Say yes.
Violent lights streak the dazzling mouth
clouds, a cataract of rain stupefies me, the golden orb of a fallen sun
boundless skies confuse me. I advance very close to the ultimate cliff. At
end of the end.
I am ” Regard “, and …
Your fund … I dissolve … I am ” Absence
” … and, … I'm not here anymore.
sweet offeringspiral of tendernessin the hollow of the palmfit to receive the dragonflyinstant fragileat the corner of the lipssourire dédicatwithout affectationa queen's handrelationship readyfor glidingof the breath of the spiritgird with a bracelet of lightthe expected prayerechoing the roar of evidenceraw and filiform indentationd'une voix échappée à l'orée du boissacred spring half buried under the mossthat even the ear glued to the groundcannot perceivewithout the help of angels.065
Les différentes techniques concernant la méditation et la
respiration peuvent aboutir à un repliement sur soi ou au contraire provoquer
une ouverture à l’égard de l’universel .
Privé d’un élan vers l’authenticité et le désir de se
perfectionner, l’homme entre en médiocrité. Il est le somnambule de sa vie. Il
échappe à sa propre conscience. La satisfaction qu’il a de lui-même dresse des
séparations et construit une tour d’ivoire dans laquelle le sujet devient
contemplateur de son nombril .
L’important ne consiste pas à être aimé mais à
aimer .
Souhaiter retenir l’attention est une forme de naïve puérilité. C’est une satisfaction qui ne peut être que provisoire, basée sur le manque de respect des différences .
Et l’ouverture, donc ?
C’est abandonner le superflu et le parasitaire. Et
cet allégement peut provoquer un désarroi passager. L’instinct de propriété
disparaît. Il y a vide .
Ce vide provoque un vertige. In effect, comment
cheminer sans s’accrocher à quelque chose afin de ne pas tomber Toute
possession rassure. Une sorte de béance, auparavant inconnue, surgit .
Le vide nous projette dans un état neuf. Sorte de simplicité s’exerçant au dehors et au dedans. Ouverture. Dépassement des systèmes, des choix, des atavismes. Le maître intérieur qui nous habite prend en charge la direction de notre être, de notre navire ; et il est à la fois le gouvernail, le moteur et même le vent soufflant dans les voiles .
L’existence n’a de signification que celle du passage du clos à l’ouvert .
Masse d'armes à la retombée d'un à-plomb vertigineux l'observation dura tant et tant qu'au décolletage des menues pièces de métal l'embellie ne dura point .
Ces oiseaux passèrent et repassèrent un vol de vautours dans le silence de l'attente caressant d'une tendresse discrète la houppe des pins éraflures sagaces du reptile exhalant un musc immonde que même les chevaux tournèrent brides emportant par de bruyants hennissements leurs cavaliers désemparés .
There was was nu contre la paroi cet enfant ce fils de vieillards hors de leur hutte dressant vers le ciel le bâton serpentaire ahanant l'hymne si souvent entendu lorsque joyeux nous rêvions d'un jour meilleur pour entonner : " Paix et sérénité sur terre aux hommes de bonne volonté. "
Plaisirest un mot trop petit que
nous partageons avec l’animal .
Bonheur, un mot vague qui peut être
décliné de diverses manières – au petit bonheur, l’argent ne fait pas le
bonheur, le bonheur des uns fait le malheur des autres .
Joie, désigne un état passager dont
on sait par avance qu’il ne pourra pas durer éternellement .
Sérénitéveut dire calme et
tranquillité mais aussi renoncement, oubli de soi .
Ces mots ne
suffisent pas à définir une posture qui approcherait l’indicible, le sans nom,
le très haut .
Il faut alors se
situer dans un état qui ne soit pas seulement la joie, la sérénité, pleasure,
ou le bonheur mais qui tout en les associant pourrait dynamiser l’ensemble .
Cet état,
c’estla Plénitude.
La Plénitudesuppose un tissage intégratif
de tous ces états, fait d’analyse, de compréhension fine, de contemplation,
d’expérimentation et même d’une dose de souffrance à vivre en conscience qui ne
peut se départir de chacun d’eux .
C’est alors que dans le ciel paraît l’immense oiseau, le Voilier ultime, who, associant puissance et liberté, dévoile le plein accomplissement de soi-même en partance vers le plus grand .
