The times of our lives

//The times of our lives

The times of our lives

Spend much of the day with old photographs, in response to a request for pictures to build an archive of Dana, my teacher’s sangha, my own original heart sangha.
Each image stirs an association with people, places, times, lives. Sometimes there is a tug of wistful regret for what and who is « gone, » nostalgia for what I think « was » and believe is « no longer » and wish could be « again. » Mostly, though, I feel happy and full, which surprises me – even if I wouldn’t mind looking now like I did then, 20 years younger. Or would I?
Only death is ageless.
The life that is remembered as I sift through the « past » is « mine, » but it utlimately reflects how « mine » is intertwined with « theirs, » how the times of our lives are lived all together, as one, now.

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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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