Boundlessness, the Heart Sutra says, is the nature of all things.
The limits, too, are limitless.
That is, I am not limited by the limits of my boundless body. I go to sleep at night, or I am sleepless, and I wake in the morning, ready or not.
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.
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At year’s end: Look closelydécembre 31st, 2015
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Retreat in the Time of Coronavirusmars 13th, 2020
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Heart of Life / Coeur de la vie: Day / Jour Vjuin 28th, 2019
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07 December 2024 – Rohatsu: Celebrating the Buddha’s Enlightenment and Oursdécembre 7th, 2024
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05 December 2024 – Beholding the Oneness of Lifedécembre 5th, 2024
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28 November 2024 – Thanksgiving with Nasredinnovembre 28th, 2024
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No timeless-ness without presence in time from moment to moment?
No limiless-ness without limits?
No presence without form?
Even the silence between two sounds has a certain frequence?
Waking up in the morning is so strange.
Coming from bizarre dream worlds or from unconsciousness,
I (like everyone else I suppose) often need a few seconds to reconstruct my life.
What universe are we in today?
Is this my life? Must be a joke!
This moment – of waking up in the morning – is the clearest moment.
Now I am confronted with my life as if I were a complete stranger to it.
And I appreciate the gift; accept the challenge; take up the burden; whatever.
The bottom line is I get up and go to the bathroom.