Returned from travels to Portugal, and find myself here at my desk again, letting words emerge. The experience over three days of sitting all together was like this cool, windy afternoon today, sun and shadow dancing with the bobbing leaves. We danced like that in our hearts, called to (re)invent our relationship to ourselves, to [...]
Off to Portugal this morning for retreat. We will celebrate a ceremony Monday around noon Portugal time (GMT) for several people receiving the precepts (jukai). All welcome to sit with us, wherever you are at that time (or another time).
Feels like summer here these days, me between trips and the temperatures high and the sky blue blue blue. Only the calender doesn't fit in the picture. And what picture might that be? The picture that I make of what I think is the picture. Yesterday I visited fields of great boulders that have been [...]
A direct experience of these most temporal words: The whole thing disappeared for two days! Or did it? As with the nature of all things, we could not "see" "it," but "it" was/is there all along. Temporarily. And wider than the sky. If you came and didn't find the words, welcome back. If you had [...]
Here I am at my desk again, fingers poised over the keyboard, no idea what will come next. A thought of something I read the other day about the necessity of great empty space in a Greek temple, because the void is where the gods are. The rest of us are lumped all together here [...]
Night again. Suddenly I recall that dawn was pink this morning when I looked up while making tea. A terrible smell filled the Métro end to end this afternoon. We all shared it. Later in my garden I noticed fragrant white blossoms on the small Japanese apple tree. Now, night again.
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 [...]
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.
