« Don’t try to figure out who you are, » said the Zen master Tozan Ryokai. « If you try to figure out who you are, what you understand will be far away from you. You will have just an image of yourself. »
And Eka, the student who would become the successor of the Zen master Bodhidharma, said it another way: « Because I know myself very well, it is difficult to say who I am. »
Who is it then? Or what? And where?
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.
The illusion that establishes the "I", that differentiates, among the river of thoughts that we’re all immersed, that we all share, even though we see them as ours… until we leave the river and break the illusion.
Who is it then? Or what? And where?
Who considers a point? Amid whose thoughts?
What is a thought? Who thinks?
So many questions…
I dont know. I will keep all life trying but I will never know. That’s so beautiful. That’s my life.
Who considers a point? Amid whose thoughts?
What is a thought? Who thinks?
What is the "I" but a point we consider fixed amidst the turmoil of our thoughts, and beyond that the true "I" is neither near nor far.