Back in Montreuil today. Lazing in the late afternoon with Proust. I look up from the book for a moment, out the window, and there, a magnificent rainbow curves across the cloudy sky like a dome. It seems to hang there, stretching horizon to horizon above the trees, forever. But then finally once when I look up it has vanished, nowhere to be seen in a perfect blue sky.
I’m stunned for a second, and sad, too, that the rainbow is gone. I see how I would have liked to hold it, fix it, keep it.
And yet, I then feel that it’s a marvel that it was there and that now it’s a marvel that it’s not there, too.
Rainbow
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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.
i guess this what real art is about: it is showing us life – in many different ways?
it wakes up something?
wonder?
as in every possible moment?
i’ will not be able to start in Proust first. I got 3 volumes hsp from my kinisist to read. But i guess that is not a bad introduction to Proust either – when i read his quotes.
"nothing" and at the same time "everything"? For all is the kind of the same- while different?
Yes, in France too. Because Nov. 13 is the 100th anniversary of the first volume of A la recherche du temps perdu. Maybe it will actually introduce the work to many more people!
Beginner’s Mind, the best place to start is that first volume, "Du coté de chez Swann". It’s a joy, a unique experience — "nothing" happens, beautifully, gorgeously, endlessly…
there’s a real Proust hype in Belgium. Even on the radio there are programs about Prousts " A la recherche… "
I’ve never read Proust, but heard that is very close to Joyce in "showing" us in the same way. What title would you recommend to begin with?
Gashô
Juan