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Why do you sit here,Soto Japanese style Zazen at Trealeaf?
Thanks Shingen and Risho for the nice words. I have to say, I'm not sure what this thread is really about. There seems to be some cultural divide Konan wants to discuss? Some divide between cultures? And we're not addressing this in the way he wants? This is speculation. In any case, as many have tried to suggest, yes, cultural differences exist, but the human heart is the human heart. Mr. K, I like the video of the poem you posted, I respect you. To me, despite how the poem is read in the video, it ends on a sad note, with maybe some hope mixed in. Longing. "The person I want to be." Here, to me, is that same poem, from Western viewpoint.
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping
slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket
sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
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