2005 sesshin photo at Senexet House in Connecticut |
Someone sent me this photo recently. He didn't know where or when it was taken, but I managed to identify it, from the people and the colors of the rakusus, It was taken 18 years ago at the end of a sesshin at Senexet House, where Boundless Way folks used to meet to have our intensive meditation retreats. Looking over the photo, I have mixed thoughts and feelings -- the first thought being: "we were all so young!" A handful of people in the picture are still practicing with David and me in Boundless Way -- you may recognize some of those faces. And a few more have died and many more have gone on their way to other Zen communities, or to another kind of non-Zen life. So there is also nostalgia and some sadness. The main teaching for me that comes from this photo is how fragile our connections are to each other, to life, and to the dharma. Currently we have a dedicated and devoted group of practitioners in Boundless Way: over one hundred members of the organization, and many more who come and practice together on Zoom and in person. This morning there were nearly forty faces who showed up for dokusan, or just to practice zazen together. How many will be with us in 20 years? I myself, if I'm still alive, will be close to 90. Because everything comes and goes in this delicate system of connection, I am moved to be even more grateful for who is in my life right now. Thanks to all who are reading this, whether or not we've met or practiced together, for being here. Many bows to you all!
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