Today, I am remembering Japan. My Zen practice originated there. My teacher trained there. Some of my best friends live there.
I remember 11.03.11 all too well. I was on Facebook, chatting with a client in Tokyo. Her words changed, part way through our conversation, she simply wrote…
EARTHQUAKE. Just like that. Everything changed.
I switched on the TV, to follow what was happening on the news. It was ugly. I contacted friends there to check they were okay. They were, thankfully. But still, I remember where I was, what I was doing, who I was talking to. Today, I am remembering again, along with a whole International community. With respect, I bow deeply to Japan, and to her people. For all that they have brought me, to this day. Thank you.