Ce qui va se passer

Passer du temps a approfondir ce qui compte
Mettre les choses a plat... clarifier
Exposer... mettre au soleil, a jour, au jour
Respirer

Tout ca cela veux dire... pratiquement... ecrire
TO WRITE
le matin tot
si la pensee est sauvage et vagabonde, je vais lui offrir - avec l'aide mon guide, de mon ami, de mes soutiens - je vais lui offrir une vaste, verte et grasse pature... un champs ouvert et vert, en un lieu magnifique ou l'air est pur...

Qu'elle saute, coure et joue tant qu'elle veut
La pensee s'apaisera, la pensee s'epuisera et s'afermira en meme temps
Ecrire... prendre le temps pour que les choses se reposent en ce reposoir de la pensee
Puis fermer le cahier
Tourner la page et... vivre

A prayer and its resonnance, The goal of human life

In my spiritual practice I encounter this simple prayer, which becomes like a daily companion.
And as a daily companion I realise that my relationship to it can oscillate between: ignoring each other, being bored at each other, or on the other side: marveling, wondering and rediscovering each other every time...

Of course, I do not need telling you which is more frequent, and which is most exiting.... I guess it is up to me to create the routine I like... and make the ordinary extra-ordinary

Oh Master (Oh Divine Master, the Master within me)
You are the real goal of human life. There are many goals in life some of which are more real.... wealth will stop being useful the day I die... Fame too.... In fact almost everything has used only from a material point of view... Is there anything in life that serves for after life? Is there anything after life?
The soul... what is the soul made of?
Who is the guardian of our soul?
Oh Master, yes I do start to feel some infinite wisdom in the prayer...
Some questions with "infinite" answers...
A sense of wonder in life... That goes with life...
Where life goes, so goes wonder
So be it

NETS, Gross and and Balance Sheet

We have what we deserve
What is it to be said?
A training slash teambuilding
Slash.... slash
as the horses start advancing, the whips criss
slash, slash
fear, stress, anger, uncomfort,
dealing with that, dealing with what is
a different form of magic
seizing the reins and
reigning in
let s start, slowly first, let s start
ho poor beast ho can you hear me
do you do you?
do you feel....on your rough skin, the skin of my hand rubbing you
rubbing you... left and right...
as you get used to it... we start moving together
and you lead me and I lead you