When divine is not divine

//When divine is not divine

When divine is not divine

I’ve been busy since yesterday with study among peers, old comrades, friends, our teacher. We talk and talk, exchange, explore. And then a few hours ago we emerge into the afternoon and it’s another beautiful day.
I think, « Divine! » Then I think, « Divine? » The words escape me in the brilliant sun, suddenly, like the truck groaning up the narrow street.
We lunch together, share curries, rice, then part ways.
All is said and done? Divine? Incomprehensible words!
All we know is what we don’t know, all together.

By | 2015-10-02T17:21:02+01:00 octobre 11th, 2010|Textes|2 Comments

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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.

2 Comments

  1. Tu es cela 14 octobre 2010 at 22 h 11 min - Reply

    Indeed.

  2. Michel 14 octobre 2010 at 21 h 00 min - Reply

    Thinking neither devine or not-devine:
    sun
    curry
    rice
    me meeting you

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