Like the clouds

//Like the clouds

Like the clouds

Back after days and days of retreat, on an island in the North Sea off the coast of Holland. Was endlessly washed by the wind and occasional rain under magnificent skies by night and day.
Like the clouds, nothing stayed for long.
Here, now, nothing stays for long, either.
I think of Joshu’s Four Gates:
A monk asked, What is Joshu?
Joshu replied, East Gate, West Gate, North Gate, South Gate.

By | 2015-10-02T14:40:30+01:00 janvier 24th, 2009|Textes|3 Comments

About the Author:

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.


  1. miacravo 28 janvier 2009 at 20 h 47 min - Reply

    The silence of the rain’s cries, splashing the windows
    help to heal the scars of pains (whatever they are: disillusions, stains of corruption, etc);

  2. Tu es cela 28 janvier 2009 at 11 h 19 min - Reply

    What is the silence of rain?

  3. miacravo 27 janvier 2009 at 0 h 01 min - Reply

    The Silence of Rain
    The Earth sent cold and then water and water
    day and night, always Rain
    Mother Earth sends the Silence of Rain

    to enlighten our souls

    and is cleaning my inner side. It´s something similar to a long retreat

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