After Thanksgiving

//After Thanksgiving

After Thanksgiving

Fog started rolling in last night, hovering along our street as my son and I returned late from a Thanksgiving feast. He noted the odd brilliance it cast, affording a seemingly incongruous clarity to the briskly chilly night lit only by street lamps. We were filled to the brim with autumn’s singular pleasures. And most thankful for it all.
Fog remained over the city this morning as I descended through a forest of high-rise office towers to my own place of work for the day job. Air was warmer, but it was as pristinely clear as it was last night.
And now, I’m as thankful, too, for the unexpected invitation to the Thanksgiving dinner, the shared pleasures of food and drink and conversation, a photo of a wild and beautiful beach across the Atlantic sent via text message from another Thanksgiving celebration, and a foggy autumn night and day in Paris.

By | 2015-10-02T15:21:18+01:00 novembre 29th, 2013|Textes|1 Comment

About the Author:

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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  1. little lake 10 décembre 2013 at 23 h 48 min - Reply

    Thankfull for an exceptional teacher – above all lineages
    liberator of black and white
    liberator of hearts

    "he took up the suffering"
    "and he has lived amongst us"

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