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Enseignante Zen et poète, Sensei Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell est née et a grandi à Minneapolis, aux Etats-Unis. Arrivée en France en 1981 pour étudier la littérature et l’histoire, elle y est restée, s’installant à Paris, où elle élève ses deux enfants et gagne sa vie en tant que journaliste.
The Zen teacher and poet Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell Sensei was born and raised in Minneapolis, but came to France in 1981 to study literature and history and has lived in Paris ever since, raising her two children and making a living as a journalist.
Preparing a project i discovered next to Picasso and Giacometti – Eduardo Chilida – has discovered things as well. And June Kaneko – has been saying interesting things earlier that now are discovered by a new science(in scanner): neurotheology.
Art is a most wonderfull way to discover life…
I felt when we started talking you had an extremely long "first second…." –
Very refreshing –
this creates an energy in which the others can open to.
yes, the original face.
This first second: before the cinema starts…
I love the Métro very much to.
When i see all those different people – i see the different faces of human energy – all one energy.
The pureness of "le regard" – just in the first second – sometimes longer – the not talking – just looking – makes us meet one another sometimes much more basicly than with words.
I love the immediacy of this first second. And the deep connection that can be in it. A kind of pure love? Of life? With no matter whom. A kind of deep interconectedness?
It was a nice surprise. I love the Métro, its endless meetings and partings. It presents us so directly with the truth: We never know who we will meet, where, when, how.
Sensei,
When i saw you in the metro in all this crowd, and from such a distance, you were immediately – the verry second – aware someone was looking at you.
What an awareness!!!
I could not open to you immediatly becous still overwhelmed – touched by something someone said to me 15 minutes before.
Our greeting said a lot. How in your allert tempo it was : to late to be spontaneous. While in mine with a blanket of thoughts and emotions covered awareness it could still be in time.
When i finaly liberated myself from all that, i came to meet you.
Just this – was a great lesson to me – what being in the moment is about.
A lesson from a Teacher Whitout Words.
thank you!
L’imperfection est la cime
Il y avait qu’il falait détruire et détruire et détruire,
Il y avait que le salut n’est qu’a ce prix.
Ruiner la face nue qui monte dans le marbre,
Marteler toute forme toute beauté.
Aimer la perfection parce qu’elle est le seuil,
Mais la nier sotöt connue, loublier morte,
L’imperfection est la cime
Yves Bonnefoy
cfr. When you see the bouddha, kill him