And niether do I. In fact, I probably know a lot less about Basho than a lot of the readers. But I know enough about him to know that he’s got way better stories than the haiku he produced; those writings that made him one of the most famous figures of Japanese culture. What we read… Continue reading You Don’t Know Basho
I have just finished reading Dainin Katagiri’s book on zen called, “Each Moment is the Universe.” In the second to the last chapter, I read an incredible passage that seems very relevant to me as I feel like I’ve been living in the Apocalypse lately. Maybe you will find it interesting as well. “When I… Continue reading Thanks Dainin!
Here is the newest edition to my developing abode. As I was walking to aikido one night, I passed a used antique-esque store and found this small-medium sized something which pulled me into a kind of vortex. I picked it up and paid the 500 yen convinced that I had just made a huge score with a small… Continue reading My Beef with Taosim
The foliage here in Toyama is particularly lush. The rivers are particularly full. Things feel very thick. It is a complete ecosystem, full of everything it needs to expand and contract appropriately with the seasons. And yet, it doesn’t have everything in the world. It is a “complete system” of the world, but it doesn’t contain… Continue reading "Does it work?" Part II: Your system is weak and dying
This is HUGE! We spend all this time practicing martial arts – no wait – anything, any hobby! But I’m going to talk about this in the context of martial arts right now because it can be a particularly judgemental arena on such matters. SO! We spend all this time practicing martial arts; punching and kicking… Continue reading "Does it work?"
This is where I live: Toyama City. Since I won’t be going to aikido nearly as much as I used to, I will probably be writing a lot more about this very strange and interesting place I live in. That being the case, perhaps an informal introduction to the place would be a good way… Continue reading Toyama City
Perhaps the title was a little strong, (a product of more metal in the itunes playlist maybe) but it actually fits my mood concerning the issue pretty accurately. I majored in Japanese language at university, and have lived here in Japan for almost two years, but am continually appalled at how inadequately I can express… Continue reading Assaulting the Japanese Language