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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.

mai 2016

avril 2016

That’s life

By | 2016-04-17T22:02:01+00:00 avril 17th, 2016|Textes|

A minor disruption in my quiet Sunday night: I had just finished writing something to post here about the end of our retreat when somehow it all got wiped out. Gone forever. Like the retreat... Now what? At the end of a retreat I attended some years ago, an anxious participant asked my teacher's teacher what [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day V

By | 2016-04-15T09:04:40+00:00 avril 15th, 2016|Textes|

Not much time to post this morning between sitting and moving on into the rest of the day. Some days are like that... Magnificent sun in Paris this morning. Nothing can resist the light, the warmth that it offers. And what can each of us offer? Everything! In Zen, we seek to prepare and offer [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day/Jour IV

By | 2016-04-14T12:49:17+00:00 avril 14th, 2016|Textes|

Early morning in Paris, only a moment before heading off to work. Worked yesterday, too, so my sitting was brief, brief but whole, nothing outside of it for those few minutes. What lies ahead today? Open your beginner's mind and you will be showered with the marvels all around. Our question today is: What is [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day/Jour III

By | 2016-04-13T06:19:23+00:00 avril 13th, 2016|Textes|

Good morning to all from Paris. What lies ahead today? More adventures for us all. Yesterday was all about "I": "I" did some sitting with "I," "I" forgot a Skype session, "I" cleaned out a book shelf and parted with many bits of "I" that "I" had been keeping for reasons only "I" knows, "I" [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie Day/Jour II

By | 2016-04-11T23:38:05+00:00 avril 12th, 2016|Textes|

Good morning/Bonjour/Bom dia from Paris. Here we are on the second day of our plunge... Surrounded by a halo of wispy clouds, there was a lovely thin slice of moon high in the dark sky last night as we came into the street after sitting. Today is something different altogether. But what is it? Or even better: [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day/Jour I

By | 2017-04-04T06:58:13+00:00 avril 11th, 2016|Textes|

Good morning from Paris. Here's what I'm thinking about today: When I was a child in America, there was a program on television called "This Is Your Life." A person who had secretly been selected to be the subject was called on stage and his or her entire life was presented, from childhood to present, [...]