4 (french) Werber, Bernard

without the slightest movement. Finally she opened her the
eyelids.
Yes. she laughed. I interrupted the flow turbulent of my
thoughts and I have been sucked into a column blank. I
have not had to let me wear off the window. - How did you
feel? - It is not defined, it is felt. It’s like ask me what is the
taste of salt. I would be embarrassed to describe to
someone who would know that the mellitus. What words
used to define it? You must try to Salt to know what it is. We
must meditate to learn about meditation. The answer was
vague to say the least.
- But in practice? I insisted. - You have seen me do. Me and
take a take. To focus on an image and nothing else. You
You can start by thinking only lead the flame of a candle. It
waltz behind your eyes closed until you breath turn it off and
leave. - And go where? - In heaven. The mainland of the
dead. The problem, of
course, is to accept the idea of dying. You hesitate to give
your wife, your children, your friends. You think necessary,
what a mistake and what pride! Such state of mind makes
it unsuitable for meditation as meditation, is take a step
towards death. But of course we must accept death since it
is perhaps what is most interest in life.
Raoul’s eyes sparkled.