Monthly Archives: mai 2010

mai 2010

Many responding as one

By | 2015-10-02T11:58:11+01:00 mai 28th, 2010|Textes|

"As a species, we must embrace the oneness of humanity as we face global issues like pandemics, economic crises and ecological disaster. At that scale, our response must be as one.'' This is the Dalai Lama, addressing the necessity of harmony among the world's diverse "faiths" or religions. An important message that transcends faith and [...]

Journée « Zen » à Paris

By | 2015-10-02T11:58:51+01:00 mai 27th, 2010|Textes|

Le dimanche 6 juin 2010, le Red Earth Centre participe à la "Journée Zen à Paris" et donc propose une journée particulière: Sophrologie à 14h30 avec Corinne Renaudon Méditation Zen à 16h avec Amy Hollowell Sensei Yoga à 17h30 avec Lakshman Attygalage Les séances sont gratuites et dureront une heure. Vous pourrez découvrir le centre [...]

On the way home

By | 2015-10-02T11:59:43+01:00 mai 24th, 2010|Textes|

In the Métro this late afternoon, a woman with two small children approaches and asks something of me. It's crowded, hot, I can't hear what she says, not even sure she's speaking French. I assume she wants money, and reach in my bag for my wallet. No, no, she says, I don't want money - [...]

This way of sun and dust

By | 2015-10-02T12:00:16+01:00 mai 22nd, 2010|Textes|

A fabulous, marvelous, splendidly curvaceous spring day and I can't remember what caught my attention in the paper this morning, early, over weak green tea. I recall the birdsong, though, and the clear sunlight with specks of the world in the rays. I remember now. That's what Hugo said about glory: It is sun and [...]

Einstein, Chaplin and many hands clapping

By | 2017-04-04T06:58:19+01:00 mai 20th, 2010|Textes|

One day, Charlie Chaplin and Albert Einstein were standing together before a crowd that was applauding them. "Do you know why they are applauding us?" Einstein asked Chaplin. "You, it's because everyone understands you. Me, it's because no one understands me." I love this story. We applaud what we "understand" and we applaud what we [...]

Everything in open hands

By | 2015-10-02T12:01:33+01:00 mai 18th, 2010|Textes|

Yawning now at the end of the day. What went on during all these hours, from morning until night? I suppose it was what is often called "a day like any other." And yet, a long phone conversation with a dear friend was today, not any other day. A visit to the computer repairman was [...]

Tribe of white plums

By | 2015-10-02T12:02:18+01:00 mai 17th, 2010|Textes|

I come upon a headline in the morning newspaper indicating that Facebook is a closed circuit, unlike the vast openness of the greater Web. Not being a Facebook "member" (or should I say "friend"?), I wouldn't know. Hum... exactly the point... Perhaps I'll have to read the article under the headline. Meanwhile, it's the morning [...]

Summer retreats 2010

By | 2015-10-12T16:15:37+01:00 mai 16th, 2010|Textes|

As summer approaches, "let me respectfully remind you..." ...about the Wild Flower Sangha's two annual summer retreats, in Portugal and in France. Now is the time to sign up, as attendance is limited in both. Portugal July 24-30 Quinta das Águias, em Rubiães – Paredes de Coura information and registration: wildflower.pt@gmail.com France Aug. 20-27 Normandy [...]

So much of the moment and then it’s gone

By | 2015-10-02T12:02:54+01:00 mai 8th, 2010|Textes|

Tonight there is so much I'd like to add here. So much of the day, so much of the night. So much of the rounding about in the world, Paris, underground and above, in the newspapers and offices and meditation halls, the kitchens and hallways and restaurants, in the chambers where poets roam in miraculous [...]

Retreat notes (Malakoff)

By | 2015-10-02T12:03:25+01:00 mai 3rd, 2010|Textes|

We sat asking under a glass roof, "Everyone has a birth place; where is yours?" Outside, we went step by step halfway down a narrow alley and back. A neighbor entered, and, given pause, quickly was gone without pause. Regarding the "last word" of Zen, someone offered a contradiction that wasn't one. In a lounge [...]