Observations, temporarily

//Observations, temporarily

Observations, temporarily

Here I am at my desk again, fingers poised over the keyboard, no idea what will come next.
A thought of something I read the other day about the necessity of great empty space in a Greek temple, because the void is where the gods are. The rest of us are lumped all together here in this marvelous clutter of our endlessly temporary world.
Three loads of laundry done today. Washed and dried. Emptied the bin of dirty clothes. Already tonight it will start filling again (temporarily).
Splendid sun all morning and afternoon; everyone is convinced it won’t last. Of course it won’t!
It’s all just temporary.
Like me, like the voice of the fellow walking by outside my window, like the slice of moon perched in the night sky, like the breath I’m taking in just now. It’s the one and only breath; and every breath – mine, yours, the cat’s, Obama’s, a newborn baby’s, everybody’s – are all at once; and they are all already gone.

By | 2015-10-02T16:24:49+01:00 avril 10th, 2011|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 avril 2011 at 22 h 09 min - Reply

    Sounds similar.

    Or as Joyce noted, the only difference between God and man is time.

  2. Jin 14 avril 2011 at 21 h 16 min - Reply

    Bonjour Sensei,
    Physicists and philosophers distinguish between the "flow of time" – something pure, needing nothing to pass, just a sequence of moments – and the "arrow of time" – the phenomena, moments that will never come back, the second principle of thermodynamics.
    I can’t help thinking that flow=arrow like absolute=relative.
    Jin

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