What is this flame that watches me? Why am I so enchanted in its presence? And what is it about light that gives it the strength to illuminate and enlighten; not just our homes but also our souls?
“Thanks to Sawaki, Antaiji is truly devoted to the ways of the ancients. And thanks to his main disciple Uchiyama, it is one of the few Zen temples in Japan that is quite open to foreigners practicing together with the Japanese monks.”
Why do I bring my hands together to pray? My childhood self used to wonder. Why clasp them in front of my chest? Honestly, the true reason(s) continue to evade me. Maybe to be humble. Maybe something else. I am satisfied with one possibility, though – that we bring our hands to our center. That that action helps us re-orient, re-align, and can remind us of what we are.
One day, I decided I would do an extreme sport and signed up for a 10-day Vipassana course. For those of you who don’t know: a 10-day Vipassana course requires you to meditate for ten hours a day, in complete silence. During those ten days, you have no contact with the outside world. As the starting date of the course drew near, I found myself more and more anxious.