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Zen @ War part II

I came across three more reviews of this interesting book:

Zen at War

by Brian Victoria
Weatherhill, 1997. 228 pages.
Reviewed by Vladimir K, January 2005

Religion has often disappointed. Whether it has been paedophilic priests, suicidal Islamic terrorists, temple-burning Hindu nationalists, Jewish terrorists seeking a homeland, or self-aggrandising fundamentalist Christian presidents, the misuse of religious beliefs is starkly apparent in our modern world. Then there are the blood-soaked pages of history we can turn to with horror and disbelief at acts of utter barbarity carried out in religion’s name. Buddhism, however, has managed to avoid a book cover imagereputation for war-mongering (at least in the West), being seen as a religion of compassion, peace and self-discovery. Naïve perhaps, but we must remember that Buddhism is just one hundred years old in the West and was brought by teachers who spoke a different language and came from a different culture. More importantly, access to original writings and documents of the various sects of Buddhism were difficult to find and could only be read by highly trained academics with linguistic and research skills acquired through years of university studies, leaving the congregations of lay people at the mercy of whatever teacher was available and appealed. Missionary work inevitably presents the best face of religion to bring converts into the fold. But there is always more, much more, beneath the façade of any religion.

Brian Victoria’s courageous book, Zen At War, shows another face of Japanese Zen Buddhism, an ugly and disturbing picture of Zen that has stunned and even traumatised many Western Zen teachers and students alike. The book exploded onto the Western Zen scene in 1997 and has been a subject of controversy ever since. Statements of some of Western Zen’s most revered teachers and masters, such as D. T. Suzuki, Harada Daiun Sogaku, Yasutani Hakuun and many others, supporting Japanese militarism, nationalism and racism have sent shock-waves through Zen centres throughout the West. A re-evaluation of Zen Buddhism’s role in the Japanese wars of the Twentieth Century is long overdue and Victoria’s book is but a first step in a long and ultimately painful process of reflection on the meaning of Zen.

In this review of Victoria’s important work I will not give a detailed outline of the contents as many readers may already be familiar the book. I do recommend for those unfamiliar with the work to refer to David Loy’s excellent review which gives a more detailed look at the contents and Fabio Rambelli’s review likewise fills in the details missing in this review. It is enough to say here that Zen At War describes the unerring and uncritical Buddhist support of Japanese militarism, colonialism and racism from the Meiji Restoration in 1868 to the end of the Second World War. Zen masters twisted and perverted the teachings of the Buddha in an outrageous manner to spur on the blood-baths of the Sino-Japanese War (1894-95), the Russo-Japanese War (1905-05), the colonisation of Korea, Manchuria and Taiwan and ultimately the disaster that was the Pacific war which ended with nuclear annhilation in 1945. It should be pointed out that it was not just Zen Buddhism that supported the imperial designs of the Japanese military, but all Buddhist and Shinto groups throughout Japan gave unswerving and uncritical support to the militaristic ambitions of the nation. Furthermore, it took the Soto sect over forty years to issue an apology for its actions. The Rinzai sect has steadfastly refused to face up to its complicity in the deaths of millions. Today imperial-way Zen, soldier Zen and imperial-state Zen is being transformed into ‘corporate Zen’ as a “way of restoring the traditional values of discipline, obedience, and loyalty to superiors.”(p. 182) The abuse of the Dharma continues.

Brian Victoria’s book is not a polemic against Zen Buddhism but a carefully researched and documented exploration of what the Zen masters and teachers said and did throughout the period covered (1868-1945). It is, however, appropriately passionate about the topic. As a Soto priest and graduate of the Soto-affiliated Komazawa University, it took considerable courage to write this book but, as he points out, “What constitutes slander of the Buddha Dharma is of course very much in the eyes of the beholder, or the reader in this case, but I have done my research and writing on this difficult and disturbing subject with one thought in mind: truth can never be slander.” (p. 192) In the eyes of this reader, the slander of the Dharma is with masters and teachers Victoria has quoted.

But should we in the Western Zen community have been so shocked by what Victoria has revealed about the actions and sayings of the Japanese Zen teachers? Were there not signs prior to Victoria that all was not as it seemed in Zen? We put our faith and trust in these (largely) Japanese teachers and tended to accept whatever was given to us with a stunning naivety and lack of critical appraisal. The resultant abuses in Western Zen centres have become well known. (see, for example, Lachs, 1994 & 1999) That Japanese Zen perverted the teachings of the Buddha for nationalistic and militaristic purposes should not be so surprising as the signs were there even for a lay community which may not have had the resources or skills to delve deeply into the history of Japan or Zen’s role in that history.

Let me explain through a simple example. Throughout Zen At War, Victoria shows how the Buddhist metaphor of the sword that takes life and the sword that gives life was perverted to become an apology for killing. The sword is a well-known metaphor and Manjusri is usually seen wielding this metaphorical sword. The link between Zen and swordsmanship was well known long before Victoria’s book came out. In D. T. Suzuki’s highly influential and praised Zen and Japanese Culture, published in 1959 by Princeton University, he wrote:

The sword is generally associated with killing, and most of us wonder how it can come into connection with Zen, which is a school of Buddhism teaching the gospel of love and mercy. The fact is that the art of swordsmanship distinguishes between the sword that kills and the sword that gives life. The one that is used by a technician cannot go any further than killing, for he never appeals to the sword unless he intends to kill. The case is altogether different with the one who is compelled to lift the sword. For it is really not he but the sword itself that does the killing. He had no desire to do harm to anybody, but the enemy appears and makes himself a victim. It is as though the sword performs automatically its function of justice, with is the function of mercy…the swordsman turns into an artist of the first grade, engaged in producing a work of genuine originality. (cited in Victoria, p. 110)

This stunning insult of Buddhism, which abhors any killing and teaches that one must take responsibility for one’s actions, seems to have passed by uncritically in Western Zen circles and Suzuki continued to be revered as an enlightened teacher. (He claimed to have achieved kensho under the guidance of Soyen Shaku in 1896. (Fields, 1992:137-138)) Did we in the West not see the utter immorality of the above? One can only wonder what the millions of dead victims of Japanese militarism thought about ‘making themselves victims’. According to Suzuki, it was all their fault, not the soldiers wielding the metaphorical Buddhist swords. To rephrase America’s National Rifle Association (which, I hasten to add, I do not support in any way) ‘swords don’t kill people; people kill people’.

But we knew all this and chose to ignore it. The link between the samurai spirit of bushido and Zen has been well known for decades but we never delved deeply into this to try to understand its implications for nationalism, militarism and death. Even a cursory understanding of Zen’s history should have alerted us to Zen’s role in developing warriors to fight and kill on behalf of others. Tradition has it that Zen was brought to Japan by Myoan Eisai (1141-1215) during the Kamakura era (1185-1333) and a popular saying of the time was, “Tendai is for the imperial court, Shingon for the nobility, Zen for the warrior class, and Pure Land for the masses.” (Dumoulin,1990:31) Japanese Zen Buddhism has been linked to war and killing from its earliest days but the Western Zen community conveniently overlooked this and when Brian Victoria’s book exploded on the scene, shock and horror ensued. But who among us asked our Japanese teachers, “What did you do during the war, Daddy?”

Zen At War asks far more questions than gives answers. The scope of the book is limited to a certain period of Japanese history but Victoria acknowledges that “Ichikawa Hakugen and other Japanese commentators [have] pointed to some longstanding beliefs, doctrinal interpretations, and practices in Buddhism, and especially in Zen, that provided the conceptual framework for the emergence of these adaptations of Buddhism to military uses and ideologies.” (p. 192-193)

In other words, the signs of Zen’s perversion were there long before the twentieth century wars. This doctrinal history needs further exploration. In his Epilogue, Victoria raises a few questions which now demand investigation:

Where and when did these adaptations begin? Were they unique to Japan, or did they have antecedents that can be traced back to China or even India itself? Were these adaptations unique either to Zen or to Mahayana Buddhism in general, or are there parallels in the history of the Theravada Buddhism as well? And how do these later adaptations compare with the original teachings of Buddha Shakyamuni, assuming that it is possible to know what his teachings were? (p. 193)

I would like to add another question: What does Zen enlightenment mean? Given that ‘dropping body and mind’ is a fundamental of Zen practice, what does it really mean if acknowledged enlightened and revered masters such as Harada Daiun Sogaku, Philip Kapleau’s teacher, or Yasutani Hakuun, who taught Western students such as Robert Aitken the way of Zen, supported the racist and murderous policies of the Japanese military? Cultural relativism just won’t do. It’s not good enough to just say “Oh, these were difficult times for all”. Nor should we separate the master’s teaching from his actions. If the source is polluted, the stream that flows from it will likewise be polluted. Zen’s link to militarism goes back to its earliest days in Japan. One cannot cavalierly dismiss Harada Daium’s call in 1944, when all but the most blind could see that the war was coming to an end with inevitable defeat for Japan, “Be Prepared, One Hundred Million [Subjects], for Death with Honour!” (p. 138) Where is the Buddha Dharma when one hundred million are asked to sacrifice themselves on the bloody alter of nationalism? If enlightened masters can make such a call, then perhaps we need to re-evaluate what the term ‘enlightened’ means.

This is, without a doubt, the most disturbing book on Zen I have ever read. I thank wholeheartedly Brian Victoria for his courage, determination and compassion for writing it and recommend it unreservedly to all Zen students. We can only advance in our practice by knowing what is right in Zen and what is so horribly wrong in it. The heart of compassion of Buddhist practice calls for forgiveness for these misguided teachers; the intellect demands that we in the West never allow our Zen practice to be perverted in this way; and the spirit just weeps.

References

Dumoulin, Heinrich (1990) Zen Buddhism: A History,Vol. 2, Japan; translated by J. W. Heisig & P. Knitter; Macmillan; New York
Fields, Rick (1992), How The Swans Came To The Lake: A narrative history of Buddhism in America; Shambala; Boston & London
Lachs, Stuart (1994) Coming Down from the Zen Clouds, available here
__________(1999) Means of Authorization: Establishing Hierarchy in Ch’an /Zen Buddhism in America, available here________________________________________

Zen at War

by Brian Victoria
Weatherhill, 1997. 228 pages.
Reviewed by David Loy

The wartime complicity of Zen institutions is hardly news to scholars of Japanese religion, but this is the first study in English to present detailed evidence and address the important issues at length. A few years ago Rude Awakenings (ed. Heisig and Maraldo) provided a potpourri of essays on Kyoto School nationalism which offered contradictory opinions of its founding fathers impossible for a nonspecialist to adjudicate. Zen at War is a more accessible overview that focuses primarily on institutional Buddhism, especially Zen, from 1868 to the present day. During this period the relationships between Zen Buddhism and the state’s military aggression were in their “most exaggerated form”, but Victoria claims that makes it all the better a test of Zen’s social ethics. It is a test that Japanese Zen failed, and arguably continues to fail, for the issue of wartime responsibility is still largely ignored. Since many western Zen teachers today were themselves students of figures discussed in this book, it has come as a shock to many Zen communities outside Japan. As Victoria admits at the end, it raises many more questions than it answers; those questions can no longer be overlooked.

book cover imageThe book is in three parts. The first looks at the effects of the Meiji restoration on Buddhism’s relationship to the state. After a lethargic decline during the Tokugawa era, the Meiji period was a wake-up call because state Shinto, constructed as a national cult of morality and patriotism, suddenly provided a challenge to Buddhism’s survival. Buddhist institutions responded with “New Buddhism”, designed to show that Buddhism too could make valuable contributions to social and economic development, could promote loyalty to the throne, and was compatible with Western technology. It was the beginning of a slippery slope. During the early colonial period there was virtually no peace movement among Buddhists, while no lack of Buddhist leaders justified such aggression as Japan’s duty to “awaken” Korean and Chinese Buddhists from their indifference to war, a passivity due to the “pessimistic nature” of their inferior Buddhism which preferred filial piety to loyalty. Here as elsewhere, Victoria does not address the fact that most religious institutions in the West were hardly more enlightened during this period of colonial subjugation, which still inflicted horrific suffering on the native populations of Africa and Asia. Perhaps we should not be outraged that Japan, having been forcefully opened by the West, imported not only its technology but its social Darwinist imperialism.

Victoria quotes extensively from D. T. Suzuki and his teacher Shaku Soen, a university-educated roshi who portrayed Buddhism as a “universal religion” at the World Parliament yet actively supported the Russo-Japanese War (1904-5), justifying it with the usual rationalizations: “War is not necessarily horrible, provided that it is fought for a just and honorable cause, that it is fought for the upholding of humanity and civilization. Many material human bodies may be destroyed, many humane hearts be broken, but from a broader point of view these sacrifices are so many phoenixes consumed in the sacred fire of spirituality…” When Tolstoy wrote asking him to cooperate in appealing for peace, Soen refused and visited the war front to encourage the troops, declaring that “In the present hostilities, into which Japan has entered with great reluctance, she pursues no egoistic purpose, but seeks the subjugation of evils hostile to civilization, peace, and enlightenment” (27-8).

That identification of nationalist with religious goals was echoed by countless other Zen priests. The most noteworthy protest against this was by Uchiyama Gudo (1874-1911), a radical Soto priest who taught that karma should not be used to justify social inequality. He was arrested for printing anti-government tracts and eventually executed for an alleged plot to assassinate members of the imperial family. The Soto, Rinzai and Shin authorities all apologized for his appalling crime and he was deprived of his abbotship and then his status as a Zen priest. In 1993 the new Soto Bureau for the Protection and Advocacy of Human Rights posthumously restored his status, but “through the end of the Pacific War no major Buddhist or Christian leader ever again spoke out in any organized way against government policies, either civilian or military, domestic or foreign” (54).

Part two examines the relationship with Japanese militarism. By 1930 institutional Buddhism was firmly committed to providing ideological support for all military efforts wherever they might occur. There are a few isolated records of individual resistance, yet they had no effect on the war effort. Victoria wonders what might have happened if even a few hundred priests had spoken out against the war, because Buddhism “was indeed one, if not the only, organization capable of offering effective resistance to state policy” (Ketelaar). But we will never know, because large-scale protest never occurred.

Buddhist scholars increasingly identified Buddhism with the emperor, promoting Kodo Bukkyo, Imperial Way Buddhism, and Kokoku Zen, Imperial State Zen. They argued that Japan is the most Buddhist country in Asia, for only in Japan did Buddhism attain complete maturity; in 1937 Furukawa Taigo claimed that Japan was the only Buddhist country. Suzuki’s main statement on Zen and bushido was in his 1937 book Zen Buddhism and its Influence on Japanese Culture (English trans., 1959) which emphasized the iron will of Zen that could be “wedded to anarchism or fascism, comunism or democracy, atheism or idealism or any political or economic dogmatism” (110).

The Zen military ideal became personified in the legend of Lieutenant Colonel Sugimoto Goro (1900-37), an ardent Zen practitioner who died in combat — standing up — in northern China. The essays in his posthumously published book Taigi “Great Duty” contrasted the nonexistence of the self with the absolute nature of the emperor. The emperor does not exist for the state, but the state exists for the emperor, who “is the highest, supreme value for all eternity” (117). One might dismiss him as a benighted ultranationalist, but major Zen masters supported him and his views, including his own teacher Yamazaki Ekiju, head of the Rinzai sect by the end of the war, who praised his practice and compared him to Bodhidharma.

Particularly uncomfortable for me was the conduct of Harada Daiun Sogaku, well-known in the West due to Kapleau’s influential The Three Pillars of Zen, and my own Dharma great-grandfather. In 1934 he recommended implementing fascist politics while criticizing education for making people shallow and “cosmopolitan minded”. In 1939 he described the oneness of Zen and war: “[If ordered to] march: tramp tramp, or shoot: bang, bang. This is the manifestation of the highest Wisdom [of Enlightenment]. The unity of Zen and war of which I speak extends to the farthest reaches of the holy war [now under way]” (137).

Part three looks at postwar trends. D. T. Suzuki receives much attention in blaming Shinto for providing the “conceptual background” to Japanese militarism. Victoria also accuses him of offering different explanations of the war to Japanese (”a great sacrifice to awaken the peoples of Asia”) and to Westerners (”a ridiculous war completely without justification”). “Nowhere in Suzuki’s writings does one find the least regret, let alone an apology, for Japan’s earlier colonial efforts in such places as China, Korea, or Taiwan.” (150-1). Only four declarations addressing war complicity have been made by the traditional Buddhist sects, none of them before 1987; to date, no branch of Rinzai-shu has formally considered this issue. Victoria touches on the inadequate responses made by Zen figures who became influential in the West, including Yamada Mumon, Asahina Sogen, Hakuun Yasutani, Hirata Seiko and especially Omori Sogen, who enjoyed the patronage of the ultranationalist Toyama family. On the other side, he praises the efforts of Zen scholars Yanagida Seizan, Hakamaya Noriaki, Matsumoto Shiro, and especially Ichikawa Hakugen (1902-86) who published a series of influential books examining the role of Buddhism in the wartime era. Today, military Zen has been resuscitated as “corporate Zen”, which uses Zen practice as part of corporate training programs, because schools no longer emphasize the old virtues of obedience and conformity.

Zen at War does not attempt to present a balanced view of Zen during the period in question, and that is one of its strengths: it is a passionate book because it addresses ethical issues that deserve more than a dispassionate evaluation — at least for Zen students like myself. Now we need to begin considering the various implications of this complicity. For example: if Buddhist awakening truly overcomes our delusions, why didn’t it do a better job of inoculating against ultranationalist propaganda? From its beginnings in the Kamakura period, Zen was compromised by its samurai patronage, but the roots of the problem go all the way back to the emperor Kimmei (539-71), who allowed Buddhism into Japan because he recognized that “it would be of service to him” (132). Buddhism never subsequently escaped state control, and however transcendental Buddhist liberation may have been in other cultures (a controversial point), it was kept very down to earth in Japan, which accepted desires as natural and used egolessness to promote social integration and deference to authority. We need to reflect further on how compatible Japanese Buddhism is with its Indian origins.

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There is one more detailed review which can be downloaded:

http://www.thezensite.com/ZenBookReviews/ZenAtWar_rambell.pdf

The Whole Heart of Zen: The Complete Teachings from the Oral Tradition of Ta-Mo

* I came across this book and found it an interesting read. John Bright-Fey is a teacher of Martial Arts and several books on Zen. Below is a review of this book. I am not going to say this book is gospel, or from “an official source” but it is interesting reading. Perhaps more so to at least me, due to the lack of English text from Shaolin & Ta-Mo…Fuu*

The Whole Heart of Zen: The Complete Teachings from the Oral Tradition of Ta-Mo
By Sifu John Bright-Fey, published by Crane Hill Publishers, June 2006
Reviewed by Ned Mudd

The vast majority of practitioners of modern Zen Buddhism share a tradition that revolves, in great part, around zazen, or sitting meditation. In addition, Zen traces its roots through the First Patriarch of Chinese Ch’an, Ta-Mo (Bodhidharma), directly back to Shakyamuni Buddha. So far, so good.
By way of the ancient written sources, such as “The Blue Cliff Record,” Zen is informed of its lineage in more or less certain terms. That the historical record is at times inclined towards hagiography isn’t considered a stumbling block to the overall coherence of Zen’s long, winding legacy of “seeing into one’s true nature” and the experience of enlightenment.
book coverHowever, with the publication of Sifu John Bright-Fey’s “The Whole Heart of Zen,” a fascinating reappraisal of Ch’an is introduced to the Buddhist community; an approach that some may find challenging due to the book’s origins: An oral tradition, truly “outside the scriptures,” to coin one of Ta-Mo’s most cited phrases.
According to Sifu Bright-Fey, 12th generation lineage holder of the Blue Dragon Order of Esoteric Zen Buddhism, a distinct line of knowledge descended directly from Shaolin Temple not only exists, but is alive and well. This shouldn’t come as a big surprise to most practitioners, as much of Ch’an/Zen has evolved via mind to mind transmission, as opposed to being codified in manuscript form.
Where Sifu Bright-Fey rattles the proverbial cage is in his proffer that, despite Ta-Mo’s alleged nine years of wall gazing, zazen was simply one aspect of the First Patriarch’s technology of enlightenment. The other legs included his Eighteen Hands of the Lohan, Muscle/Tendon Changing, Marrow Washing, and other playful transformative movements. The latter would eventually be expanded by subsequent masters into what we call kung fu, a highly meditative series of moves designed to allow the practitioner a glimpse of “the self.”
As most of today’s Zen adherents recognize, Ch’an veered into uncharted territory upon the Sixth Patriarch’s (Hui Neng) relocation to Southern China, coupled with his teachings, extant in “The Platform Sutra.” Sifu Bright-Fey is of the mind that, concomitant with the rise of Hui Neng’s “sudden enlightenment” school, Ch’an jettisoned transformative movement, adopting sitting meditation as the preferred technology on the road to Satori; and, that this sideways step was both a needless and erroneous development.
According to oral tradition, Ta-Mo’s arrival into China’s rich culture introduced him to various forms of qigong, Taoist philosophy, and numerous healing arts. As a member of India’s ksatreya (warrior) class, Ta-Mo was already adept at various fighting skills (natas) that doubled as spiritual cultivation technologies. Upon his discovery that the monks at Shaolin were overly focused on quietude, to the point of being physically out of shape, Ta-Mo melded indigenous qigong with his knowledge of a nata known as “ashtada-savit-jaya” in order to reshape the energetics of his student’s body/minds. Thus was born Ta-Mo’s Eighteen Hands.
Sifu Bright-Fey says, “on the occasion of the very first introduction of the Eighteen Hands to the members of the Shaolin Temple, more than half of the monks in attendance achieved sudden awakening.” The good news is that “The Whole Heart of Zen” expounds not only the direct pointing of Ta-Mo’s teachings (via a series of cantos), but the Eighteen Hands (qigong), as well. Of course, reading about transformative movement is one thing, tasting it is another.
As Ta-Mo would likely bark: “No reliance on words or letters!”

Zen at War

One of the things brought up at our Chan retreat was the word “Zen” and the karma attached to it from the War. How here in the West it has become a life style not so much a spirtual path. I had heard something before in another reading elsewhere, about if the elders of the Soto & Reshin sect were “enlightened” how could they have been for the war and killing, which goes against basic Buddhist values. 

I did some reserach this is what I found:

“Warriors who sacrifice their lives for the emperor will not die. They will live forever. Truly they should be called gods and Buddhas for whom there is no life or death. Where there is absolute loyalty there is no life or death.”

Lieutenant Colonel Sugimoto Goro

“Since the Meiji period, our (Soto Zen) sect has cooperated in waging war.”

Soto Zen Statement of Repentance - 1992

Think of “holy wars” and western religions come to mind. The God of Exodus orders the extermination of the Caananites, instructing his chosen people to “show them no pity”. The commandment “Thou Shalt Not Kill” did not apply to slaying gentiles. In 1095, Pope Urban II ordered crusaders to Jerusalem to “kill the enemies of God.” In two days, Christian soldiers slaughtered 40,000 Muslims who were merely non-human “filth”. “Wonderful sights,” one crusader reported. “Piles of heads, hands, and feet It was a just and splendid judgment of God that this place should be filled with the blood of unbelievers.” And even now, Islamic terrorists proclaim “God is Great” as bombs explode in the Middle East.

On the other hand, Buddhism has always been portrayed as the religion of peace. “There has never been a Buddhist war,” I’ve heard many times over the years. When the Sakya kingdom was threatened with invasion, the Buddha sat in meditation in the path of the soldiers, stopping the attack. When the Indian King Asoka converted to Buddhism, he curtailed his military escapades and erected peace pillars. When the Dharma came to Tibet, it is said that the barbaric tribes were pacified. During the Vietnam War, Buddhist monks set themselves on fire to protest the fighting.

And now a new study emerges that will radically shake up this view of Buddhism. Zen at War is a courageous and exhaustively researched book by Brian Victoria, a western Soto Zen priest and instructor at the University of Auckland. Victoria reveals the inside story of the Japanese Zen establishment’s dedicated support of the imperial war machine from the late 1800’s through World War II. He chronicles in detail how prominent Zen leaders perverted the Buddhist teaching to encourage blind obedience, mindless killing, and total devotion to the emperor. The consequences were catastrophic and the impact can still be felt today.

Most western Buddhists will find this account heart- and mind-boggling. Enlightened Zen Masters supporting war contradicts everything we know about the Buddha’s teaching. After World War II, the Japanese Zen tradition, like the nation itself, went into a collective amnesia regarding its complicity in the war. So over 50 years of Buddhist history have been hidden from outsiders and the Japanese themselves. They are just beginning to confront what happened.

Zen at War could not have been written in Japan. To uncover this information demanded a person outside the Japanese world of loyalty who could dig deeply and ask uncomfortable questions. Victoria was urged not publish his book. One Chinese priest suggested that it would slander the Dharma. But, as Victoria rightly points out, the truth is never slander. Zen at War is a major contribution to understanding contemporary Zen and is a “must read” for all serious Dharma students. It may be the most significant Buddhist history book of the decade.

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Just a note, all humans have a dark side.

“Too many schools have lost the original teaching, which can effectively unify body, mind and spirit.  ”
I remember reading that the Taoist sect Wu Tang and Shaolin sect had at one point merged under Shaolin’s Banner. However due to Wu Tang wanting to create warriors and Shaolin wanting to remain true to it’s Spiritual values they had a major split after years of sharing. Yet Shaolin had/has it’s reputation from its fighting skills in history, it’s spiritual side has been kept in a cave.

Zanshin is a Japanese word meaning Reminding Heart or Mind. It is the name of the final position of the body in Kyudo ( Japanese archery) after releasing the arrow. When the mind is clear, the breath is slow and relaxed. The form has changed to formlessness, in a state that would be called Wu Wei ?? in Chinese. At least as I understand it, for this case.

You may wonder what does this have to do with a Chan retreat. I found it interesting that after the intense training of Kyudo for prior week, my next training after discarding form, and being left with the “Heart” is the formless training of Heart Chan retreat. Which in one part of the sessions we spoke and discussed the heart/mind.

I had considered not posting this time as I have in the past, but my “spirit” guide says this is my way of sharing, not only with my spiritual family but to those who seek and pass this way. So here is the retreat through my eyes. I hope another will post as well. I have sent the full resolution pictures to JMJM which I will leave to him to post. Here will only be a taste. A handful of sand as it were…an appetizer

The Heart Zen retreat was held in Monterey Ca at the Asilomar conference center. This complex on the state park grounds next to the ocean is the complete opposite to the the high mountain heat and rustic monastic life of the Sonoma Mountains training I went through the week before. This was a family event.

The weather was comfortable somewhat on the cool side, but still bearable with a light jacket. This time I shared a room with my cousins, & wife, not a bunch of guys. No walking for a 1/8 mile uphill to use the bathroom, no pulling weeds in 100 degree temps. Also no 5:15 a.m. zazen ( sitting meditation), It was 6:30 a.m. this time, extra hour for sleeping…sweet. There was no official lights out at 9:30 however, we did not finish with the evening sessions and meditation until 9:00pm.

Friday was our first session, it was more of an introduction and welcome to everyone with some review and basic practice. We had games to play on a couple of occasions.

Sat. morning began the work, with meditation at 6:30am after some Motion Zen drills. From there we moved to breakfast.

The meals we nice and well prepared. The service was good, and one lacked for nothing. The meals were the time for real social talk. As we were a dining hall with several other groups, that part did not feel as intimate as last year with just our group eating together. We were placed in a smaller back room for the first couple of days. Which was nicer than the front area we were in on the final days. It was a small thing though due to our human ability to tune out or the increased tuning due to Chan practice.

After lunch a short break, which was welcome, a short nap or walk was called upon to fill the spot. The weather was great.

Over the next couple of days we followed the same pattern. The conference grounds were interesting.

A mix of tress, sand and water…

Our next session were lectures on things such as Having a Perfect life ( Sat.) & Living in the Zone ( Sun.). Then a Break and followed with more meditation 30 minutes.

The next lectures
How to Cultivate Our own Spirit ( Sat.), How To Live a Fuller life ( Sun) .

These were followed by lunch. did I say YUMMM!

Next after lunch we have Details of Heart Chan practice ( Sat. ) and Success Story - Zen in the work place.(Sun.)

This turned into one of the more popular topics and ended up carrying over into more time. After a short tea break we were treated to a play. This play showed the origins of Shaolin Chan via Ta Mo ( Bodidharma) ( Sat.)

which was funny & very entertaining

Battle

and watched later A DVD of one of the Shifu’s lectures.

After our next break and chat time, we had question and answer time. We were fortunate to have a senior brother who had been with the Shifu for some 15 - 18 yr. I think it was, as his right hand. He was visiting from Tawain and helping with the seminar’s operation. Along with several other seniors we had a treasure chest of first hand information available.

The different and sometimes amusing part of being part of this event is the lectures and everything all have to be translated, Chinese to English or English to Chinese. Sometimes things were skipped or change, which got a laugh from those of us who could tell. We also had singing & individuals experience sharing. Our sessions covered a large spectrum.

My only real disappointment was not learning more Motion Zen drills. However, that is just my thing, as my ministry as it would be called in Christian circles, of Ch’an ( Zen ) is through the Motion Zen. I did pickup two new drills.

One of which maybe be a great help to my shoulders for Tai Chi and Kyudo the other I know from Tai Chi practice, it was very familiar.

After dinner & a break, there were other discussions before our evening meditation at 8:30 and closing @ 9:00.

The nice thing for us about being in Monterey is our friends the Tokyo Deligation lives there. So on Friday and Sat after the session we went to visit them. We also met another intercultural couple who are friends of theirs. These may also become Zen students as an interest was expressed from them on learning. Perhaps that was our purposeful connection…

Sunday morning followed the same pattern for the most part as Friday and Sat. The morning lecture was a lecture and practice on Deep Reflection Meditation. A step up on our basic daily Chakra meditation.

The lessons I received from this event were different in a way that I can not put into a wordy story. It is like the nature of Chan. I am pleased to have attended and grateful to my spiritual “brother & sister” who made possible for my wife and I to attend this year with no great hardships.  It was good to reconnect with our spiritual family.

I am delighted my wife was able to attended this year and even more that she had her own breakthrough with her meditation and understanding of Chan. I am also grateful that my cousin and wife were able to spent some connecting before her relocation. They are more than just marriage relatives, they are friends. Also that we got to share this together.

I came across some of the papers translated from Chinese to English on some of the Shifu’s lectures. One of the things spoke on during the event was how Zen practice is beyond religion. One can be any religion as I stated before and still practice “Zen” It was also stated that Zen/Chan is also more than and beyond just a “life style” as it had become in the West and less formal in our lay practice than the rigors of Japanese styles. Our lay practice with the focus on connecting to the Chi of the Universe, for health, wisdom, cleansing, and enlightenment is the base of life. One does not have to give up, convert, or join anything in mind or heart to follow the path of Shaolin ( Heart) Chan or add it to their own spiritual practice.

Some parts of last year’s retreat I did find more enjoyable, but it did not hinder me from enjoying were I was or being grateful for this year’s event. In many ways it was more enjoyable.

I will be reflecting and recalling lessons, feelings, sensations for several days. Sometimes the subconscious brings out wordless stored messages, lessons after the fact, after storing the substance first. Bring them up again like when I am writing this post. Sort of like a cow chewing it’s cud.

I did realize clearly how much of a natural course this Heart Chan is for me. I have studied Chi, for healing - Chi Gong, protection - Kung Fu, for health - Tai Chi, for balance in one’s environment via Feng Shui

This covers the body and mind, so connecting to it’s use for enlightenment, spiritual development, mental and spiritual health is a natural progression.

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Warming surprises!

For the USC Zen Class, the “official” 8-week series ended on 4/1, but we still have four more meetings which we watch Zen Master’s video seminar for half-hour and then practice meditation for half-hour. As the time move towards the end of the semester, people get busy and less people show up. But it’s not too bad that we have about 4-5 participants in average each week in those “extra” meetings.

4/29 was the last meeting for this semester. Before the session when I was setting up the room as usual (moving the tables/chairs and arranging mats), a participant came in with a bouquet of flowers! She can’t make it for the class because of work (she is a staff), but she still came to give me this surprise! She gave me a hug and left after a short chat. She promised that she’ll keep practicing during the Summer. Then I sit in the room alone wondering if there’s anyone coming because it is really close to the finals.

Then another lady came in at exactly 5pm. She gave me a card! I am deeply touched! These two ladies are coworkers and have been doing meditation with me for two consecutive semesters. They say the meditation helps them to unwind from the stressful work.

Fortunately we still have 5 participants at the last meeting! After the meeting I talked with some participants about their summer plans, etc. At last, the guy who never missed a class gave me a book!!! The book is Tao-Te-Ching with both Chinese and English translation. This is the book that introduces him into Eastern philosophy and he thinks it would be a good reference for me for teaching Zen concepts. What a wonderful gift!

This is my last meeting at USC for this semester. I was really surprised when I saw the flowers and even more and more surprised with the card and the book!! It’s a wonderful day….

Although we are detached from the forms, it still feels good to get some little gifts ^__^

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After the class, many practitioners came to comfort and thank me, especially for my nervous looking, long standing translation work.

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Honestly, I was rather nervous for the first 5 minutes or so.

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Thinking in English, did not hear our Master’s Chinese. Memorizing one sentence, often did not hear the next.

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Keep on reminding my self, “Be still! Be still!” Then I focused just on the first row, because they don’t move.

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Slowly, I focused.

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The most interesting was the afternoon session. I did not use my brain.

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As soon as our Master finished His Chinese, English just came out without thinking.

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Timing was almost right on. I hurried only twice.

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Though the English was not perfect, but it hit the target 80-90%.

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During that period, I felt empty and like a translation machine.

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I did not hear anything. Don’t remembered anything I said nor what I’ve heard. I was in the “zone” - heard, said, next.

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That kind of feeling was very unique, rather amazing and quite exquisite.

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I am so grateful for such an experience.

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In the car, Master asked me to give him all the questions. He wants to know.

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While answering, not only He answered everyone with full focus….

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He does not guess the reasons for asking, nor does He comment on its depth.

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His words were never more than necessary. Always just enough.

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While due to my arrogance, I often said too much.  I did not focus on the top priority - sentient beings.

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I am grateful that I have learned.

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He ate for sentient beings

I was fortunate to sit next to our Master and watch him eating the Friday night dinner, the Sunday dinner and the Monday brunch. I also asked him some questions about fasting and the following paragraphs are what I could remember.

Friday night dinner was in a small restaurant filled with people, flying insets and no air conditioning. Emily was busy squashing the flying insets. I was concerned that He could be quite tired. Yet He was calm like a cucumber. I sat on His right.

He was asked what does he like, he said, “Vegetables and Tofu.” twice. Dishes were ordered, but still no tofu. He repeated, “Let us order some tofu.” A spicy fried tofu dish were ordered with perhaps one or two non-spicy vegetable dish.

When the food arrived, He was the first one to be served, two large spicy fish or meat were dumped into His rice bowl. Other foods, mostly spicy kind were dumped into His plate. He thanked continuously.

Somehow, without me noticing, He took one of the spicy pieces from his rice bowl onto his plate and never touched since.

After 15-20 minutes, He apologized to everyone that the dishes were too spicy, twice. Though, He was not the one who ordered it.

At the end of the dinner, I noticed that he finished all the non-spicy vegetables and around half a bowl of rice.

Saturday night, Emily was sitting on his right. She told me after the meal, that our Master ate on the average one piece of everything. I sat on the table at His right facing Him. I noticed that He constant watch over all the tables. In one of the occasions, I raised my tea cup and saluted Him and He saluted back. We smiled. He is always aware and cared.

Sunday during class, he said the “personality of the meat we eat could be become ours.”

Sunday night dinner, I was sitting across from Him. He did not eat very much. Just one mouthful here and there. He praised the restaurant’s cooking.

Monday brunch was DimDum. Again I was sitting on His right. He smiled, when I told Him that I will give Him only one piece of each kind. James ordered some chopped raw red pepper and offered to our Master. He gladly added some into His plate. This time, He seems to enjoy it.

On the way to the airport, I asked, “What can you comment on fasting.”

His reply was, “Fasting is good, if you are at the level which you could absorb nutrients from the water and the air would be better. I had just water and fruits for a period of six month.”

“Can you now get nutrients from air and water?” I asked.

“Yes, I can. I can also absorb the nutrients from fruits and vegetables simply by looking at them. Therefore, if you find any of the your food not pleasing to your eyes, just don’t eat it, because you will not benefit from it.”

I somehow sense, He ate, not for himself, but for us, sentient beings.

Sunday with Shifu

A day with the Master.

It started with just me going to LA to see the Shifu, which was really just an idea since I did not really have the funds to do so. But I would plan on doing it. Rent a car drive down and stay with a friend, I could make that sacrifice to see the Shifu.
Next I think, Hmm my Cuz may like this enough to go, I’ll ask we can car pool and stay at my friend’s place…

My Cuz has the idea to use some flight credits of her’s and for me to fly down, alone. Hmmm, I think, ok, the way has opened, I’ll accept. I find there is sale, there is enough left over to pretty much cover two tickets…I pass it on, she think hmmm ok good idea…now there are two…
Hmmm, after speaking some with Brother JM I felt, my other half should..needed to come as well. With the flight sale and not having to buy mine, (thanks cuz,) I could pay for my wife’s ticket… Now we are three. My mother would say, “for those who believe, God finds a way”…
My wife felt more relaxed, not knowing most people there but being three of us gives more of a buffer for her first time at a large gathering. Cuz and I knew many of the people from the last retreat. I had also been to Diamond Bar before and met folks. I also thought it would be good for her to met some people before the Monterey retreat.

We needed an early start in the morning…it is not everyday one meets a spiritual leader…and a deputy Abbot of The Shaolin Temple.

We are at the hotel desk the next morning, Sunday, checking out. I ask the person behind the desk. Is the airport that way? and point let’s say north. She says, err ummm, I’m not sure.
We check the map, she looks up something. She points the other direction, south, I check the map hmmmm hmmmm ok.
We are heading to the airport to pickup my Cuz and another person. We go about 4 blocks I feel something is not right, Lady Z also checking the map says something is not right with the direction. What kind of workers are these who can not give directions to and from the airport?! I ask a cop on a bike about the airport. He points north, ( the other way ) and gives me directions. We are there in 10 min. !!! Yeaa CHP!!! Arigato!!!

We make it to the airport, pickup my Cuz, pickup boarding passes for the trip home, pickup the other brother from Texas and we are off to see the Master …we are now four.

That went smooth, as did the trip to the Meditation center. We arrived in plenty of time for a few introductions and good to see you again happy faces and get settled into a seating spot before things start. I am delighted to see the familar faces an so many new ones. People from across the country gathered to greet and listen to the Shifu. I was surprised to hear the number with such a short notice.

We were directed to the third row. We were sitting on the oam mats. Yuk!, These are not comfortable and we are not suppose to bring cushions. For some reason our group does not use cushions, only if one really needs it, they prefer none. However it is ok to sit in a chair if you need. When at home sitting I use a traditional Japanese style cushion, when I practice in Fremont I use a smaller cushion, I find it makes a difference when doing long sessions. Maybe it is easier if one can do full lotus, maybe the floor helps open the hips to do that…I am directed by Shisuk, to do more horse stance training for my Kung Fu and Tai Chi. I see some of those same joint drills as in horse stand being used to help open up that area of the hips, used for a full lotus. Then is there is also yoga. I can see how Motion Zen with balance, meaning stretching & power helps one’s Sitting Zen. The sitting in turns helps one’s motion Zen, Yin balancing Yang, cultivating chi, healing, Anyway, the morning lecture was to be two hours. It was going to be a long sit, being still, respectful and sitting correctly, there was going to be living life knowing you are alive, some suffering, training time..pain. Very much like Kung Fu training, learning to go beyond the discomfort… pain. (We most of us were suffering at the first hour. We did get a break. Even one of the senior said his legs hurt. We could not tell, he did not move!)

We get a few announcements from a couple of seniors, …as in advanced time with Shifu…not age :-)

Then told to center ourselves quietly and wait. We were sitting for 15 min or so before Shifu arrives about 10:00 am. Showtyme we say.

He walked up with a couple of his aids. He looked young for his age. Small in stature, calm in energy and face. I was curious about his energy, his chi, I can not say that I was covered with this aura of goodness and mercy, he did however feel like he is a good person a peaceful person. I got no sense of a power figure from him. Nor did I get a car salesman vibe, or the cult leader vibe from him or the others. I did not even feel a flash back to the 60’s. I was pleased. Shifu spoke in a soft voice. Softer than I expected after listening to the DVD. He spoke with a soft certainty. There were no robes or other formal ceremonial trappings. He wore a regular Chinese style dress jacket, with a gold Chain necklace with a small shrine/temple image with a Jade Buddha inside. I also had on my Gold chain with a Chinese Jade, it is of Fu Dogs ( Lion Dogs, the temple guards). I felt a connection :-)

Now as i posting this, something comes to mind. He is wearing a Jade temple, I am wearing jade temple guards… whoa…is it a sign… is it real…or memorix? * incert twilight zone music track*

The first of his lecture was about Ch’an, the nature of Ch’an why we need it, what it is not, what it is. A tool for balance of body, mind and spirit… It was also about the non-religious heart of Zen (ch’an) how Ch’an helps enhance whatever your faith. Ch’an is about the heart of man, the heart of nature, the heart of the universe. Our connection with all that was & is before we came up with religion. Ch’an is older than religion. He spoke of how Buddhist terms are used to describe Ch’an but it is not only Buddhist idea, or path. It is Universal in nature without the limits of names and labels. Which is why it is pushed to live it, experience it from practice not by reading books, or chanting, those are paths, ways of the mind and not true Ch’an. They are limited. He also explained the colors of our HeartZen logo. I was disappointed with myself for not bring my voice recorder…. maybe a copy of his lecture will show up since it was broadcast.

All this had to go through translation from brother JM. So I’m sure it had more impact without the language change breaks and things are lessened sometimes in language and culture translations. Which brings one’s mind to that wordless transmission thing and the reason for that. There as a lot said, a lot I do not remember on the surface. I think that is of leaser importance than being there in the presence of the Shifu’s Chi. The meaning of the words stayed in my spirit, though the words are gone from my mind. It would be nice to have a recording though, maybe one will show up. There are old video sessions on line, which I can listened to at leisure. I will do so again, I think they will sound different, now that I have seen the Shifu live….or not.

We thankfully got a break after the first hour. We were suffering, in the illusion of pain some would say. Not that it matters, for that moment,… pain …WAS. I understand that part of the training in sitting is going beyond the discomfort to find calmness. Sitting is also training for life and spirit. Like doing horse stance in Kung Fu, finding calmness in the pain, go beyond the pain… breathe … is also training for life and spirit. Anyhow, you gotta break sometime.

After the second part of the morning lecture, on things, like chakras, reincarnation, heaven, & hell. We broke for lunch. Sandwiches from Quzinos Subs! Nice, Veggie ones at that. I had two, I was hungry after a light dinner and much lighter breakfast.

I found my wife, my Cuz and I some shade to sit in. Oh btw, it was about 100 degrees there in Southern CA. Not at all like Northern Cal where it was somewhat cool and most of the US still dealing with coldness and snow in some places. I did not mind the heat, but sitting in the sun would be opening my self up to a unharmonious environmental encounter. Not the Zen way :-)

Not that we did not want to sit with anyone, but all the shade spots were taken, except up next the to bushes. We kind of grouped there. At some point while I was getting seconds to feed my face, brother JM came and sat and talked with the ladies and myself and one other who joined us. It is always interesting to listen to brother JM speak. He is able to explain things well. He spoke of living zen not just reading about what the Buddha did thousands of years ago from the Sutras. Basically live your practice and write ones own sutras. Also about the Shifu and his connection to the “Force”, also things that he himself had seen, and experienced. He also related how this visit came about and the number of people in attendance. My second disappointment of the day, was that my dear wife did not get to get to speak more with the other Japanese lady. She left just after lunch began and did not stay for the whole event. So she was unable to speak freely about her question. Perhaps at the retreat there will be more chance for her answers to be made clearer. I did get to chat some with a couple of people about the Martial Arts side of Shaolin.

After lunch we had another session with the Shifu. Before he arrived, we were given Amber colored bracelets, which he, the Shifu had brought with him from Taiwan or south America ( I did not quite get which one) and had done blessings on. Generally, we are told, that the Shifu get the gifts. But with him he gives to his students, he has no needs.

We were asked to submit questions for him. He would address them. I always find that thought kind of strange. How can you ask questions about something that is wordless…. but that is just my weird since of humor. There were many questions on related topics. He went through them for the next hour and there were still more. I do not remember all of them. But some of his answers where funny and informative. I was pleased to hear him saying, he was not a Buddha ( shows humbleness) even if he is. He said that The Dala Lama is the only one he has met. He also spoke on our need to do something about the environment our connection with it. He spoke on Greed, and how in a sense staying up past 11:00 or 12:00 doing something is a form of greed. Our bodies operate on a natural cycle, when we disrupt that cycle by a choice we are being greedy. It was remarked later by my Cuz she noticed, he did not directly answer some of the questions. He touched on them, but some things, he allured to needed to be experienced not just told this is how it is. Which is part of what our practice is about. Not being told how things are and feel, but to practice and experience for ourselves what things are, and how they feel…what is truth. That way you are not living, doing, acting on faith, on a belief, on someones say so, you are living an experience.

By now into the second section my legs are killing me. I”m feeling like buddha being attacked by demons. I hear & sense others around me shifting as well. I do not feel so bad now, others are suffering with me, we are a team :-)
I am hoping for a break, my legs and my bladder need a break!!! I breathe …more training… chakra focus…

The break did not come, but we finished that section early!!!! whewwww. Thank God, Thank Buddha!

Next it was meet and greet time with the Shifu. We lined up, with people who had met Shifu before standing in the rear. Us new folks in the front. Finally it was our turn, I thought I would feel nervous but I am not..much. I was introduced, with no English and I introduced the Lady Z in Chinese. We had an exchange of words, in Japanese & Chinese then had a couple of pictures taken.

It was getting close to the end of the day now. Our plane would be leaving soon. There was another stop to make. This was the last meeting at this Diamond Bar location. There was a new center which we were going to today so that the master could bless the location. So many of us headed over to the new park location right after the photo op.
We all relocated to the new place, and check ed things out. The Shifu came last and we lined up to greet him. Once in the new room there was a Buddha painting that was hung.

The master did some brief ceremony that had to do with opening the “eyes” of the Buddha, turning on the light, otherwise it was just a painting. He did the blessing on the room and on all of us there. I did not get the words, but I understood what was happening.

Interestingly when I got home I thought to myself a couple of times that evening and the next day how peaceful I felt. Like everything would be ok, don’t worry be happy.
Later the next day I get an email from Brother JM, he said, he may have forgot to translate what was happening with the blessing. He said

“At the Heritage Park, when our Master turned around toward us, after he turn on the light for the Buddha, did you notice that he did a sprinkling like gesture to all of us? That is to sprinkle us with the Loving kindness of Buddha.

If you are calm, you can feel the energy. Some of us may even feel like crying.”

Wow I thought that is just how I felt. Not the crying part, but for real, a sense of peaceful chi.

Anyway, back to the retreat, we are now to the closing part. We take group pictures outside and inside. Then we three head off to the airport sadly leaving the rest of the group. It was a good trip. Great to see old faces, and met the new ones. Meeting Shifu was an honor and worthwhile for the trip. My Christian side felt better not feeling any conflict coming from him. My Buddhist side felt comfort in meeting the Shifu and receiving the blessings. Being a Christian Buddhist or Zen Christian, I need to have internal balance and harmony with the concepts of both in my heart and mind. Yeah I know there is no such thing a Zen Christian or the like, but people make up labels all the time. I can also, it is just another label. Oh, maybe Shaolin Christian Buddhist, Christian Shaolin Buddhist,…A rose by any other name…Hmmm maybe I can start a new Christian Buddhist Ch’an Sect…

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We made it back to the airport and made our plane with time to spare. We three sat together on the flight home. It was good, we napped a bit on our 1.15 hr flight. I said to my cousin. Wow, when we were growing up in Philly who would have ever thought we’d be flying back to the S.F. area after meeting with a Chinese Zen Master from Taiwan in LA.

…Life is a trip isn’t!