First day of spring. Brilliant sunshine here, blazing marvelously in through the window over my shoulder. What is there to say about that, or about a dubious rain falling in Japan now in the middle night, about strife here, there and everywhere? What is there to say amid the swirl of "events" reported and also [...]
The "news" from Japan continues to swirl with a dizzying array of disasters. Each shock seems more incredible, more impossible, than the other. Untold numbers of people are facing untold suffering. My heart goes out to them, breaking and breaking and breaking. We had a small ceremony for the "victims" at our sitting on Monday [...]
After the earthquake and tsunami, Japan now faces a death toll in perhaps the tens of thousands and an ever-widening and grave nuclear threat. So many lives undone in unimaginable ways give rise to compassion. As does the uncertainty of what lies ahead. Yet watching the images and reading the accounts, there is also something [...]
Late again, but the moon was such as I looked up from the street tonight that it seemed worth noting here. There were clouds, too, with the crescent slice afloat in the sky a deep indigo over the rue Lafayette in Paris. I saw the moon because of the sky. And I saw the sky [...]
I'm facing the computer screen, thinking and dreaming, writing an interminable book proposal, deep in thoughts about who we are, how we are, what we are. The cat's asleep as usual beside my desk. All is in its place. Then there's the key in the door and my son arrives. Suddenly all that had been [...]
ZEN ART OPENING TO THE ART OF LIFE a workshop with Amy Hollowell Sensei, poet and founder of the Wild Flower Zen Sangha MARCH 26-27 PARIS Saturday: 14h-18 Sunday: 9h30-18h 85€ (in French and English) Zen art is simply the expression of our natural presence, here and now. Starting with a single line, a single [...]
Already Saturday, 5th day of March, and I realize this is my first post of the month, and only second of the week. Counting, counting, counting... So now just back after some errands and a fine walk in the brisk late afternoon. Meet an old Zen friend in the street; haven't seen him for nearly [...]