I don’t know a thing about it

//I don’t know a thing about it

I don’t know a thing about it

All this volcanic frenzy over being grounded! And all that time we sat in Normandy under a cloudless sky by night and day, aware that « unseen » causes and effects were stirring up « disruptions » of unfathomable proportions (big and small) around the world and right where we were.
And it is always thus, always.
What are these words stirring? And where? And whom?
I don’t know, I won’t know, I can’t know: Whatever I know comes between.
The garden is bursting, though, with apple blossoms and white flowers and yellow flowers and the Mexican orange tree in bloom. It’s a wild place, the tan cat rolling in the dirt in the sun and slinking under shrubs in the dark night chill.
Still, I don’t know a thing about it. Still.

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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.

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