I caused a minor trainwreck in the zendo yesterday during walking meditation. The vestments, the bows, the japanese lingo, the rhythms of gong and bell and clackers —all of this is new to me. I just follow along and when in doubt, gassho: bow. Bow to the plate, bow to the cushion, bow to the …
Category: Upaya Zen Center
Back to the desert
So it appears I am going back to the desert – the HIGH desert! – and soon. As per insistent nudging, cajoling and ass-kicking from the Universe, I will fly off on August 15, to the Upaya Zen Institute in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Where I will undertake a three month Path of Service position, …