Lazy autumn Sunday afternoon. After a quiet morning and a lovely lunch with my husband (fish with leeks and new potatoes), I don't feel much like doing anything other than lounging around the house. One thing I do want to do, though, is make this blog post to wrap up our week of practice... Many [...]
Good morning, fellow retreat participants. This is our "last" day in the heart of life. Give it all you've got! What a funny concept that is: "the last day in the heart of life." D.T. Suzuki said that concepts like that and conceptual thought in general are like scaffolding that we construct around our moment-to-moment [...]
So now I'm having to write this entry and post it Wednesday night, before going to bed, because I have to set off early Thursday morning for my work at the refugee center. Which means I can reflect on the day that is now ending, hazy moon high in the sky: quiet holiday in France, [...]
Wish I didn't have to write these posts first thing in the morning. I'd love to sit back and let the day unfold, then reflect on it all in the evening. But I need to let that go. It's more important that I put something here to get our new retreat day started. Today, I'm again [...]
Morning again in Montreuil, a new day with cat and tea. Brilliant sun, impeccable blue sky. Loved reading everyone's posts from Day I. I want to hear more and more of your stories. Seems I can't get enough, there's so much to report. Keep it coming, in English, French, Portuguese, Flemish, German...! Myself, I can't [...]
This is the first day of our retreat, the morning of the last Monday in October. Here in Montreuil, I'm having some tea with the cat before heading into the activities of the day -- sitting, Skype appointments, paperwork, Portuguese lesson (sim, é verdade!), more sitting. After the time change here in Europe, sun is [...]
After a very long break due to the woes of computer technology, I'm finally returning to my beloved zenscribe posts! And keeping my fingers crossed that this post will in fact appear: I discovered just now that nothing in the interface looks like it did before... Change happens, of course, everywhere, every moment. Everything is [...]
There's always a little flutter in my heart on Feb. 2. Not because it's Groundhog Day, as it is called in America. No, it's because on this day in 1882 James Joyce was born in Dublin. Joyce's art and life's work are like nothing else I've ever known, and the deep spirituality of Joyce and [...]
It's still cold here in Paris, and the skies are pristine blue, different shades by day and night. Not a cloud in sight. But the pollution is so bad that the mayor has established alternate-day rules for cars: Only cars with even-numbered license plates could circulate today, tomorrow only odd numbers can circulate. And public [...]
Sunday afternoon in Montreuil, overcast sky. Unlike this morning, when there was a brilliant sun illuminating the Place Jean Jaurès, which was filled with people buying bread, groceries, flowers, the Sunday papers, visiting the Christmas market in the chill. I was again struck by how different this neighborhood has become since I moved here 20 [...]
Le Web carnet de Amy Hollowell Sensei, fondatrice de la Wild Flower Zen Sangha et successeur de Catherine Genno Pagès Roshi dans le lignage Zen Soto de Taizan Maezumi Roshi, fondateur du Centre Zen de Los Angeles.
The Web notebook of Amy Hollowell Sensei, founder of the Wild Flower Zen Sangha and dharma successor of Catherine Genno Pagès Roshi in the Soto Zen lineage of Taizan Maezumi Roshi, founder of the Los Angeles Zen Center.
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