dimanche 4 janvier 2015

We are One

Until I've entered deeply the meditation process, I did not understand to what point I was hurting myself and the others, having the destructive behavior I used to have.

Now that I began to have a clue of what the Ultimate Truth is, observing sensations of my body as something out of "me", changing and passing away, I could enter the Matter and see it as it really is : an illusion. But this world is made of matter, and, somehow, everything, on earth, matters.

Any action has its result. Any cause has its consequence.

If you are not kind towards yourself, how will you be kind towards the others and how would you expect the others to be kind towards yourself ? Hurting them, you do no less than hurting you. You hurt the whole Universe.

Meditating, you connect to the One and realize : you are such a tiny part of this pure, infinite Unity. But at the same time, all of Its parts are unique and cannot be replaced. No matter how tiny you are, without You, the Divine Machine cannot work properly. 

Thinking, speaking and acting with a cleaned mind literally transforms the matter. It purifies it.
Then how, getting this, would you keep hurting yourself ?

The Universe needs you just as you need the Universe.

AnnaJo Janisz 

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mardi 16 décembre 2014

Gautama Buddha quotes

– Illustrated by pictures I’ve made in Malaysia, Myanmar (Burma) and Thailand –

Happiness does not depend on what you have or who you are. It solely relies on what you think. 

The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, nor to worry about the future, to live the present moment wisely and earnestly.

In the end
these things matter most:
How well did you love?
How fully did you live?
How deeply did you let go?

Three things cannot hide for long: the Moon, the Sun and the Truth.

Find your own light.

There is no path to happiness: happiness is the path.

  You are your own master, you make your own future. 

                                      Conquer the angry one by not getting angry; conquer the wicked by goodness; conquer the stingy by generosity, and the liar by speaking the truth.

The one who has conquered himself is a far greater hero than he who has defeated a thousand times a thousand men.

Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.

You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.

 Pictures © 2013 AnnaJo Janisz


lundi 27 octobre 2014

My religion

My religion is the Nature surrounding me with infinite pureness.

My religion is the Sun shining on my skin, no matter it is light or dark.

My religion teaches me how to be a good human being - before being a good religious.

The goal of my religion is nothing else than compassion, love, and tolerance.

If I answer this, would They still want to crucify me

For They think Their God is better than mine... ?


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                                            Picture : Szczawnica, Pieniny mountains, Poland

dimanche 14 septembre 2014

LOVE - Curriculum Vitae

Name : Love

Occupation : Souls-welder

Age : Undefined

Hobby : Painting on stomach-butterflies

Qualifications : Tolerance, unity, compassion, forgiveness

Schooling : Institute of Applied Tenderness, Option Implied Togetherness


dimanche 1 juin 2014

In ourselves

Expectations lead only to more expectations

Promises lead only to more broken promises

Prayers lead only to more doubtfulness

Doubts lead only to more questions

Why do we keep thinking we cannot be our own masters

Why do we keep obeying ideas so far from ourselves

Why do we keep worrying about a future

We cannot foretell?

Why don't we confide, here and now, in our own feelings

And give our hopes and dreams a chance to be fulfilled?

Not in a near future

Not in a vague idea

Not in someone we barely know

But just now, in the deepest, delicate, gorgeous truth slumbering in ourselves.


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(Picture: Isla de Ometepe, Nicaragua)

jeudi 1 mai 2014



Fleeting angel

With your horizon-less wings

You cradled me.


Always there

During my worst absences

You protected me.

Your smiles

Enabled me to go on.

Amongst those ashen-faced shadows

Serene, you were there.

In the dark of my thoughts

You held the candle

You believed

When I failed to.

You kept the faith

For two

Implored heavens.

I owe you rebirth

Your blind prayers

I've heard.

New flames in my soul

I survived.

Faithful again, In your arms

I was reborn.

My fairy you are. From emptiness

I recreated.

Tribute of the silence

On those flying words

My strength, My oxygen

The blood running in my veins

I just want to thank you.

Tribute of the silence

Always there

Just there.


To my mother - my angel.


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Picture: Chiang Khong, Thailand