Avant de changer le monde…

“Avant de songer à réformer le monde, à faire des révolutions, à méditer de nouvelles constitutions, à établir un ordre nouveau,

descendez d’abord dans votre coeur, faites-y régner l’ordre, l’harmonie, la paix.

Ensuite seulement cherchez autour de vous des âmes qui vous ressemblent et passez à l’action”

Attribué à Platon par Philippe Somville

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Mais pour quoi faire ?

« Un riche homme d’affaires était en vacances en Inde. Un matin, sur la grève, il aperçut la barque d’un pêcheur qui rentrait.

– Oh là ! lui cria-t-il. La pêche a été bonne ?

Le pêcheur lui sourit et lui montra quelques poissons posés sur le sol de sa barque :

– Oui, c’est une bonne pêche.

– Il est encore tôt. Je suppose que tu y retournes.

– Y retourner ? demanda le pêcheur. Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Mais parce qu’ainsi tu en auras plus, répondit l’homme d’affaires, à qui cela semblait une évidence.

– Mais pour quoi faire ? Je n’en ai pas besoin !

– Ceux que tu as en plus, tu les vendras !

– Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Tu auras plus d’argent.

– Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Tu pourras changer ta vieille barque contre un joli petit bateau.

– Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Eh bien, avec ton petit bateau, tu pourras avoir plus de poissons.

– Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Eh bien, tu pourras prendre des ouvriers.

– Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Ils pêcheront pour toi.

– Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Tu deviendras riche.

– Mais pour quoi faire ?

– Tu pourras ainsi te reposer.

Le pêcheur le regarda alors avec un grand sourire :

– C’est justement ce que je vais faire tout de suite. »

(D’après un récit de l’abbé Pierre) – (Michel Piquemal)

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Is Buddhism a religion?

It is neither a religion in the sense in which that word is commonly understood, for it is not “a system of faith and worship owing any allegiance to a supernatural being.”

Buddhism does not demand blind faith from its adherents. Here mere belief is dethroned and is substituted by confidence based on knowledge, which, in Pali, is known as saddha. The confidence placed by a follower on the Buddha is like that of a sick person in a noted physician, or a student in his teacher. A Buddhist seeks refuge in the Buddha because it was he who discovered the path of deliverance.

A Buddhist does not seek refuge in the Buddha with the hope that he will be saved by his (i.e. the Buddha’s own) personal purification. The Buddha gives no such guarantee. It is not within the power of a Buddha to wash away the impurities of others. One could neither purify nor defile another. The Buddha, as teacher, instructs us, but we ourselves are directly responsible for our purification. Although a Buddhist seeks refuge in the Buddha, he does not make any self-surrender. Nor does a Buddhist sacrifice his freedom of thought by becoming a follower of the Buddha. He can exercise his own free will and develop his knowledge even to the extent of becoming a Buddha himself.

The starting point of Buddhism is reasoning or understanding, or, in the Pali words, samma-ditthi.

To the seekers of truth the Buddha says:

“Do not accept anything on (mere) hearsay — (i.e., thinking that thus have we heard it for a long time). Do not accept anything by mere tradition — (i.e., thinking that it has thus been handed down through many generations). Do not accept anything on account of mere rumors — (i.e., by believing what others say without any investigation). Do not accept anything just because it accords with your scriptures. Do not accept anything by mere suppositions. Do not accept anything by mere inference. Do not accept anything by merely considering the reasons. Do not accept anything merely because it agrees with your pre-conceived notions. Do not accept anything merely because it seems acceptable — (i.e., thinking that as the speaker seems to be a good person his words should be accepted). Do not accept anything thinking that the ascetic is respected by us (therefore it is right to accept his word).

“But when you know for yourselves — these things are immoral, these things are blameworthy, these things are censured by the wise, these things, when performed and undertaken conduce to ruin and sorrow — then indeed do you reject them.

“When you know for yourselves — these things are moral, these things are blameless, these things are praised by the wise, these things, when performed and undertaken, conduce to well-being and happiness — then do you live acting accordingly.”

These inspiring words of the Buddha still retain their original force and freshness.

Though there is no blind faith, one might argue whether there is no worshipping of images etc., in Buddhism.

Buddhists do not worship an image expecting worldly or spiritual favors, but pay their reverence to what it represents.
An understanding Buddhist, in offering flowers and incense to an image, designedly makes himself feel that he is in the presence of the living Buddha and thereby gains inspiration from his noble personality and breathes deep his boundless compassion. He tries to follow the Buddha’s noble example.

The Bo-tree is also a symbol of Enlightenment. These external objects of reverence are not absolutely necessary, but they are useful as they tend to concentrate one’s attention. An intellectual person could dispense with them as he could easily focus his attention and visualize the Buddha. For our own good, and out of gratitude, we pay such external respect but what the Buddha expects from his disciple is not so much obeisance as the actual observance of his Teachings. The Buddha says — “He honors me best who practices my teaching best.” “He who sees the Dhamma sees me.”

With regard to images, however, Count Kevserling remarks — “I see nothing more grand in this world than the image of the Buddha. It is an absolutely perfect embodiment of spirituality in the visible domain.”

Furthermore, it must be mentioned that there are no petitional or intercessory prayers in Buddhism. However much we may pray to the Buddha we cannot be saved. The Buddha does not grant favors to those who pray to him. Instead of petitional prayers there is meditation that leads to self-control, purification and enlightenment. Meditation is neither a silent reverie nor keeping the mind blank. It is an active striving. It serves as a tonic both to the heart and the mind. The Buddha not only speaks of the futility of offering prayers but also disparages a slave mentality. A Buddhist should not pray to be saved, but should rely on himself and win his freedom.

In Buddhism there is not, as in most other religions, an Almighty God to be obeyed and feared. The Buddha does not believe in a cosmic potentate, omniscient and omnipresent. In Buddhism there are no divine revelations or divine messengers. A Buddhist is, therefore, not subservient to any higher supernatural power which controls his destinies and which arbitrarily rewards and punishes. Since Buddhists do not believe in revelations of a divine being Buddhism does not claim the monopoly of truth and does not condemn any other religion. But Buddhism recognizes the infinite latent possibilities of man and teaches that man can gain deliverance from suffering by his own efforts independent of divine help or mediating priests.

Buddhism cannot, therefore, strictly be called a religion because it is neither a system of faith and worship, nor “the outward act or form by which men indicate their recognition of the existence of a God or gods having power over their own destiny to whom obedience, service, and honor are due.”

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Sagesse à la Kersauzon

« Le jour où je vais disparaître, j’aurai été poli avec la vie car je l’aurai bien aimée et beaucoup respectée.

Je n’ai jamais considéré comme chose négligeable l’odeur des lilas, le bruit du vent dans les feuilles, le bruit du ressac sur le sable lorsque la mer est calme, le clapotis. Tous ces moments que nous donne la nature, je les ai aimés, chéris, choyés. Je suis poli, voilà.

Ils font partie de mes promenades et de mes étonnements heureux sans cesse renouvelés.

Le passé c’est bien, mais l’exaltation du présent, c’est une façon de se tenir, un devoir. Dans notre civilisation, on maltraite le présent, on est sans cesse tendu vers ce que l’on voudrait avoir, on ne s’émerveille plus de ce que l’on a. On se plaint de ce que l’on voudrait avoir. Drôle de mentalité!

Se contenter, ce n’est pas péjoratif. Revenir au bonheur de ce que l’on a, c’est un savoir vivre. »


Olivier de Kersauson

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Lâcher prise ?

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Le savoir ultime…

Serge Thibaut-Metten raconte :

  • Selon une légende talmudique: “Le doigt de l’Ange”.

“Lorsqu’un enfant naît,

il possède encore le savoir ultime

de ses vies antérieures.

C’est alors qu’un ange apparait,

et lui enjoint de tenir ce savoir secret.

L’ange pose son doigt sur la lèvre de l’enfant,

et à cet instant précis

le bébé oublie tout pour entrer dans la vie.

Alors seulement il peut pousser son premier cri.”

Du geste de l’ange, il reste une trace:

le petit creux

qui dessine un fossé,

entre notre lèvre supérieure et notre nez…

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Croire en un demain meilleur…

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Quand mon frère Ron Denmon parle du racisme aux États Unis

« I know that it seems like myself and some of my friends have a chip on our shoulders regarding racism but you have no idea…

What it’s like not to know where your lineage began because that knowledge was stripped away from your family during bondage
The inalienable thought of the fact that those around you ancestors once owned your ancestors.
Living with the knowledge that your ancestral mothers were raped and abused by the ancestors of your friends
What it’s like to hear teachers in school say you come from monkeys
What it’s like to only be taught about Roman and Greek gods that were actually derived from Egyptian/African gods
What it’s like to only hear about Pythagoras, Archimedes, Aristotle and other geniuses that actually went to Africa to learn
What it’s like to hear North Africans aren’t the same as other Africans because they are lighter
What it’s like to grow up and never hear about African Kings and Queens
What it’s like to never hear about any of your ancestral heroes
What it’s like to never hear about Black American heroes
What it’s like to have water fountains that you can’t drink from
What it’s like to be told where you have to sit
What it’s like to be told to enter from the back door
What it’s like to be mistreated by the medical establishment only because you’re black
What it’s like to work twice as hard for half as much
What it’s like to have kids call your father BOY
What it’s like to have to step off the sidewalk to let others walk by
What it’s like to have to walk through a store with your hands in your pockets so others won’t think you’re stealing
What it’s like to have your grandfather to give you your beginning drivers brief by telling you what towns you can drive to because you’re black.
What it’s like to know that you are attending schools named in honor of people that thought you were inferior and wanted to keep you enslaved
What’s it’s like to go to parks and public venues named in honor of people that fought to keep your forefathers enslaved
What it’s like to be followed in a store because of the melanin in your skin
What it’s like to only see heroes on TV and in the movies that don’t look like you
What it’s like to hear that God is white and wants others to control you
What it’s like to hear that Jesus (born in the Middle East and lived in Africa) looks like your oppressor
What it’s like to know Santa Claus looks like and favors your oppressor (all lies)
What it’s like to have to explain to your kids what the N-word means after being called that in school
What it’s like to have to explain to your kids why other kids don’t want to play with them because their skin is darker
What it’s like to be judged by your own race because they were conditioned to believe those with lighter skin (the master’s kids) are better and smarter than those of a darker hue
What it’s like to grow up with muted dreams because others thought you weren’t as smart as they were
What it’s like to get pulled over time and time again because you were driving while black
What it’s like to have people question why you’re in charge when they don’t ask the same of your white counterparts
What it’s like to be denied a job only to be asked if you will come aboard to train the white person picked instead of you
What it’s like to get denied housing because of the color of your skin
What it’s like to feel more accepted and at home in a country that’s not your own
What it’s like to not be an ______-American and just be an American
What it’s like to have a teenage white girl question you at 50 yrs old about whether you can afford a pair of sunglasses in front of your daughter
What it’s like to have to hear you speak well for…
What it’s like to have people clutch their purses in an elevator while you’re wearing a suit.
What it’s like to know Law Enforcement Officers (LEOs) will shoot you for playing in the park…
Will shoot you for lifting a play gun in Wal-Mart in the toy gun section
Will shoot you for saying you have a gun
Will choke you for trying to break up a fight
Will shoot you for holding a mobile phone in your grandmothers’ backyard
Will shoot you for running away
What it’s like to have your own government to have rules against you getting decent housing
What it’s like to know someone can shoot your son for walking down the street with a hoodie on and get away with it
What it’s like to be considered guilty until proven innocent
What it’s like to bear the weight of a race on your shoulders every time another person of your race commits a crime
What it’s like to have your own financial institutions cheating you because of the color of your skin

I could list more but I’m sure others have more to add to this list! »

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“La légende raconte qu’un jour la vérité et le Mensonge se sont croisés.
– Bonjour, a dit le Mensonge.
– Bonjour, a dit la Vérité.
– Belle journée, a continué le Mensonge.

Alors la Vérité est allée voir si c’était vrai. Ça l’était.

– Belle journée, a alors répondu la vérité.
– Le lac est encore plus beau, a dit le mensonge avec un joli sourire.

Alors la Vérité a regardé vers le lac et a vu que le mensonge disait la vérité et a hoché la tête.

Le Mensonge a couru vers l’eau et a lancé …
– L’eau est encore plus belle et tiède. Allons nager !
La vérité a touché l’eau avec ses doigts et elle était vraiment belle et tiède.

Alors la Vérité a fait confiance au mensonge. Les deux ont enlevé leurs vêtements et ont nagé tranquillement.

Un peu plus tard, le mensonge est sorti, il s’est habillé avec les vêtements de la vérité et il est parti.

La vérité, incapable de porter les habits du mensonge a commencé à marcher sans vêtements et tout le monde s’est éloigné en la voyant nue.

Attristée, abandonnée, la Vérité se réfugia au fond d’un puits. C’est ainsi que depuis lors les gens préfèrent accepter le Mensonge déguisé en vérité que la Vérité nue.”

La vérité sortant du puits – Jean-Léon Gérôme 1896

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Il est temps…

Je  vous souhaite une moisson de bonheur… Time to harvest happiness…  Continue reading

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