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mars 2010

Among the crowds

By |mars 8th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

A heightened level of diverse activity in my life of late has made for changed patterns of my daily doings. Like heavy rain swelling a river that then has its course altered or spills over [...]

février 2010

Out of order

By |février 27th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Flip through the morning newspaper. Among the headlines and blurbs and briefs and spreads of type, little catches my attention for more than a minute or so. They say journalism is a rough draft of [...]

Still swiftly now

By |février 25th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Already Thursday. I know by the clock and calendar that the week, the month, the evening are advancing, but I can neither catch nor describe their ceaseless movement. It is without measure, a constant, magnificent [...]

Tale of the Tiger

By |février 22nd, 2010|Categories: Textes|

So Tiger Woods has repented and promises to become "normal," like everyone else. Wonder what that means. He also vows to return to his Buddhist roots. Wonder what that means, too. And of course, we [...]

Sights and sounds of the world

By |février 20th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Have been waking early these days and setting off for work before the sun is up. On the Métro at that hour, most of my fellow passengers are heading to jobs that most anyone who [...]

What’s enough for now?

By |février 16th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Going through the days, one thing to another, and not finding words for this space. Always with "bodhisattva" in mind. Then find these words from Thich Nhat Hanh: "When we come into contact with the [...]

The universe faintly falling

By |février 9th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Snow coming obliquely through the gray light this morning has me thinking, as ever when the flakes come "general all over" like this, of the final lines of Joyce's masterful short story The Dead: "His [...]

Where we meet

By |février 3rd, 2010|Categories: Textes|

I read tonight that when Shunryu Suzuki Roshi was on his deathbed, his successor, Richard Baker, asked him where they would meet again. Suzuki Roshi stuck his boney hand out from under the sheet and [...]

Happy Birthday James Joyce

By |février 2nd, 2010|Categories: Art et Zen|

Happy 128th birthday, James Joyce (born Feb. 2, 1882, Dublin) Happy 88th birthday, Ulysses (published Feb. 2, 1922, Paris) And happy Groundhog Day, one and all (no shadows visible here today)

Ritually rich, in and out of order

By |février 1st, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Sometimes my notebooks have lines and sometimes they don’t. Writing with the lines and writing without lines are very different experiences. As a writer, I know that different pens and paper, like different places and [...]

janvier 2010

And that’s all there is

By |janvier 29th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

In an old book that I haven't opened for many years, I discover a scrap of paper on which I had written: "Sweet birdsong before dawn pierces night & day and the aching heart, too, [...]

Everything is quiet

By |janvier 28th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Another one of those days. Everyone tells me it's warm, almost spring-like. And from the window it doesn't look like winter in the garden, although it is damp and overcast. Cats chase one another through [...]

Spring-Summer 2010

By |janvier 26th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

“City” retreats (nonresidential) and one-day practice sessions: led by Amy Hollowell Sensei Paris Feb. 13-14, May 1, June 26-27 Lisbon Feb. 6-7 Residential retreats: Normandy April 15-18, Aug. 20-27 Portugal March 19-23, July 25-Aug. 1 [...]

More of one

By |janvier 20th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

More words about the fundamental "oneness" of all things, as an aftershock rocks Haiti again and President Obama's second year begins, looking less promising than the first, and the days are growing a wink longer [...]

One neighborhood

By |janvier 18th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

Tonight I am recalling how the snow fell not so long ago on cars and trees and stairs and streets in my neighborhood, and how the chill made my boots creak. It was all here. [...]

In the name of waking up

By |janvier 9th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

In the newspaper this morning, this sentence: "In the name of science, Westerners may have done more harm than good, several studies have found." Oh really?! "Science," of course, is not to blame. Rather, the [...]

The basic choice, everyday

By |janvier 6th, 2010|Categories: Textes|

After lunch, dishes, paperwork, just going about the life I lead, just as it is, I come across this in a work about the bodhisattva ideal: "In whatever life we are already leading, just as [...]

décembre 2009

Ringing in, ringing out

By |décembre 29th, 2009|Categories: Textes|

This message is already circulating on my mail circuit, but a repeat can do no harm. And feel free to pass it on! As we ring out an "old" year and ring in a "new" [...]

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