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novembre 2016

The day after: Yes we (still) can

By | 2017-04-04T06:58:11+00:00 novembre 10th, 2016|Textes|

So very difficult to know what to say today and how. And yet I know, like it says in the title of a Japanese Zen master's book: You have to say something. So I will say something, and it's quite simple: Today, my outrage and that of millions and millions of other Americans is unfathomable. As [...]

septembre 2016

Thanks for a perfect beginning

By | 2016-09-16T10:58:45+00:00 septembre 16th, 2016|Textes|

Our opening night last week still seems like a dream. It was a perfect evening, from the dedication ceremony to Norman Fischer's great talk and discussion with participants to the festive party and cleanup that followed. I am particularly grateful to my teacher, Roshi Catherine Genno Pagès, for her presence and for her tireless devotion [...]

Opening night!

By | 2016-09-08T12:59:09+00:00 septembre 8th, 2016|Textes|

SOIRÉE D'INAUGURATION DU CENTRE WILD FLOWER Wild Flower Zen Sangha vous invite à la soirée d'inauguration de son nouveau centre parisien le JEUDI 8 SEPTEMBRE de 20h à 22h. En présence de Roshi Catherine Genno Pagès et Roshi Amy Hollowell, nous aurons l'honneur d'accueillir Zoketsu Norman Fischer, poète, essayiste et ancien abbé du Centre zen [...]

juin 2016

Wild Flower is creating a center in Paris!

By | 2017-04-04T06:58:13+00:00 juin 26th, 2016|La pratique Zen, Textes|

And we need your help! (voir texte en français ci-dessous) Since our founding in 2004, we at the Wild Flower Zen Sangha have pursued our mission — to foster liberation for everyone everywhere — without having a fixed “home of our own.” Now we are venturing into an exciting new wilderness, seeking to grow beyond [...]

avril 2016

That’s life

By | 2016-04-17T22:02:01+00:00 avril 17th, 2016|Textes|

A minor disruption in my quiet Sunday night: I had just finished writing something to post here about the end of our retreat when somehow it all got wiped out. Gone forever. Like the retreat... Now what? At the end of a retreat I attended some years ago, an anxious participant asked my teacher's teacher what [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day V

By | 2016-04-15T09:04:40+00:00 avril 15th, 2016|Textes|

Not much time to post this morning between sitting and moving on into the rest of the day. Some days are like that... Magnificent sun in Paris this morning. Nothing can resist the light, the warmth that it offers. And what can each of us offer? Everything! In Zen, we seek to prepare and offer [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day/Jour IV

By | 2016-04-14T12:49:17+00:00 avril 14th, 2016|Textes|

Early morning in Paris, only a moment before heading off to work. Worked yesterday, too, so my sitting was brief, brief but whole, nothing outside of it for those few minutes. What lies ahead today? Open your beginner's mind and you will be showered with the marvels all around. Our question today is: What is [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day/Jour III

By | 2016-04-13T06:19:23+00:00 avril 13th, 2016|Textes|

Good morning to all from Paris. What lies ahead today? More adventures for us all. Yesterday was all about "I": "I" did some sitting with "I," "I" forgot a Skype session, "I" cleaned out a book shelf and parted with many bits of "I" that "I" had been keeping for reasons only "I" knows, "I" [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie Day/Jour II

By | 2016-04-11T23:38:05+00:00 avril 12th, 2016|Textes|

Good morning/Bonjour/Bom dia from Paris. Here we are on the second day of our plunge... Surrounded by a halo of wispy clouds, there was a lovely thin slice of moon high in the dark sky last night as we came into the street after sitting. Today is something different altogether. But what is it? Or even better: [...]

Heart of Life/Coeur de la vie: Day/Jour I

By | 2017-04-04T06:58:13+00:00 avril 11th, 2016|Textes|

Good morning from Paris. Here's what I'm thinking about today: When I was a child in America, there was a program on television called "This Is Your Life." A person who had secretly been selected to be the subject was called on stage and his or her entire life was presented, from childhood to present, [...]