First entry of this "new" month, which follows what seemed like the endless month of March. From here, I have no view of that long-ago beginning. Yet month to month, moment to moment, "life" is undivided, neither fast or slow or endless. Lunch in the sun on a café terrace in the boulevard Montparnasse had [...]
Interesting how many news reports are gleefully focusing on the link between the Fukushima nuclear crisis and the defeat of Mrs. Merkel's party in a German state election. Interdependence anyone? What else is new? Myself, after our marvelous Zen Art workshop this weekend, I stuck three of my paintings on the wall: Generosity (Dana), Patience [...]
Suddenly a bush of yellow flowers is blooming in the garden behind my house. It occurs to me that I did not invent or make them, I "discovered" them, just as each of us do when we come to them with open eyes and heart. The blossoms flourish with the rage of life. And like [...]
So now after a fine day under blue sky and radiant sun it's evening. I accomplished my daily tasks, at work and at home and in between, trying to listen unconditionally to the sounds of the world and my heart. Deep pink tulips that I was given on Saturday are drooping deeply, ending their run [...]
First day of spring. Brilliant sunshine here, blazing marvelously in through the window over my shoulder. What is there to say about that, or about a dubious rain falling in Japan now in the middle night, about strife here, there and everywhere? What is there to say amid the swirl of "events" reported and also [...]
The "news" from Japan continues to swirl with a dizzying array of disasters. Each shock seems more incredible, more impossible, than the other. Untold numbers of people are facing untold suffering. My heart goes out to them, breaking and breaking and breaking. We had a small ceremony for the "victims" at our sitting on Monday [...]
After the earthquake and tsunami, Japan now faces a death toll in perhaps the tens of thousands and an ever-widening and grave nuclear threat. So many lives undone in unimaginable ways give rise to compassion. As does the uncertainty of what lies ahead. Yet watching the images and reading the accounts, there is also something [...]
Late again, but the moon was such as I looked up from the street tonight that it seemed worth noting here. There were clouds, too, with the crescent slice afloat in the sky a deep indigo over the rue Lafayette in Paris. I saw the moon because of the sky. And I saw the sky [...]
I'm facing the computer screen, thinking and dreaming, writing an interminable book proposal, deep in thoughts about who we are, how we are, what we are. The cat's asleep as usual beside my desk. All is in its place. Then there's the key in the door and my son arrives. Suddenly all that had been [...]
Le Web carnet de Amy Hollowell Sensei, fondatrice de la Wild Flower Zen Sangha et successeur de Catherine Genno Pagès Roshi dans le lignage Zen Soto de Taizan Maezumi Roshi, fondateur du Centre Zen de Los Angeles.
The Web notebook of Amy Hollowell Sensei, founder of the Wild Flower Zen Sangha and dharma successor of Catherine Genno Pagès Roshi in the Soto Zen lineage of Taizan Maezumi Roshi, founder of the Los Angeles Zen Center.
