Back from retreat in Portugal, in Coimbra, where we sat in a kind of haven planted between ribbons of highway and a shopping mall. As the days passed, we didn’t so much go deeper as we grew wider together. It rained and didn’t, the lights went out and we sat, the lights came on and we sat.
How to say it? Maybe like this, a twist on Nisargadatta:
I looked inside and saw nothing that I am; I looked outside and saw everything that I am; amid these two I turns.
Where I turns
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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.
So it is! Hadn’t noticed the misspelling. Thank you.
It’s Nisargadatta actually, but Nisaragatta suits him fine too. Nisaragatta such and such.
T-minus 114 days and counting for next sesshin. Thank you Sensei. Gassho.
Thank you, too, Vera. The depth of the "echo" in you reflects the depth of your practice.
You both refer to the beautiful Nisaragatta statement that I have indeed quoted. It was a wonderful gift to us all from my teacher, Genno Roshi, who wrote it on the back of my rakusu.
Thank you Sensei for your teachings.Something on your silent figure was extremely inspiring and inviting to behave the same way. The week before the retreat I´ve heard one of your past lectures and was exactly this you mentioned above: …when I look within and see I´m nothing,it is wise; when I look outside and see I am everything,it´s love. It has really echoed deep on me. All my gratitude.
vera
Or "When I see I am nothing, that is wisdom. When I see I am everything, that is love. My life is a movement between these two."