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Comment by Désirée Verstraete on June 26, 2018 at 21:15

Musica

 

from the monks of the temple Daitokuji

 

This music is so deep and beatiful and a good companion since many years while practising meditation in action.

You can find it on Spotify

 

or a trailer on You Tube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_BjqTAJd9Xs

 

Zen Hôyô

Liturgy of zen Buddhism

Japon, Kyôto, temple Daitokuji, 22 avril 2008

 

 

A monastic rite of Rinzai Zen Buddhism: an alternation of the recitation of sûtras and prayers with instrumental sequences, traditional cult instruments joined by the resonant stones of volcanoes and the bamboo of teh shakuhashi flute-voices and instruments inited in a search for sûnyatâ

 

entre autres

- la Récitation du Daihishinjû  Sûtra de la compassion infinie

- Récitation du Myôhô-rengekyô Sutrâ du lotus de la loi merveilleuse

Comment by Carol English on November 9, 2015 at 19:14

And a very good poet.

Comment by Carol English on November 9, 2015 at 19:13

Hi Sujatin,
Thanks for letting me know. From the poem i can see he was a man of deep feeling and thoughtfulness.

Comment by Sujatin Johnson on November 9, 2015 at 18:09

Here is what Modgala wrote on 29 October '13:

Yesterday Padma, assisted by Jnanamati  conducted a beautiful service for Richard. His wife Ruth had chosen some lovely music and pieces of poetry some written by Richard. Despite the storm many people came both family and friends from the different arenas of Richard’s very full life. Ruth wrote a lovely biography that drew together Richard’s family life with his involvement in ecology, geo-poetics and Buddhism. Everyone loved the Buddhist funeral – the chanting and ceremony that Richard too would have loved.

In particular people were glad to take part by placing leaves the Ruth had gathered in Alexandra Palace on the wicker coffin. Most touchingly the basket of leaves was held by Liam who had become close friends with Richard in our London Amida sangha.  I was glad to offer an eulogy remembering how Richard's life had touched me and our Amida world both in London and via ning, especially through his poetry; also to pass on the messages of love and condolence to Ruth that had come from many people who had met him and who could not make it to the ceremony.  Afterwards we met and shared and celebrated Richards life at Islington ecology centre and viewed  photos of him and his books of poetry etc. Travel on well Richard.

Comment by Elja Stoel on November 9, 2015 at 18:03

Thanks for sharing Sujatin. 

Comment by Sujatin Johnson on November 9, 2015 at 17:56

I am sorry to tell you that Richard, who lived in London and was a dearly beloved member of the sangha there, died two years ago.

Comment by Carol English on November 9, 2015 at 17:47

Nice poem

Comment by Richard Meyers on March 1, 2013 at 14:13

Don't know if this is the place for an occasional poem but -

Some kind of shamanic ode:

(Not sure about title!)

Asthmatic cough keeps me conscious

Gets worse – an old bloke under a bridge

A rough sleeper hacking into the dawn;

Listen:

Some kind of owl screech

Or fox plaintive cry for vixen kindred;

The morning is a long time coming

And it’s bloody cold out –

I too would raise a yell

Enduring this hell of a place for long

Would take me to the edge

Living out each night in what is northern

Would induce a need to wander

To taste lambent breath of caribou

It’s there in the Amanita – Amitabha – Amida

Coughing a sweetened sputum a nembutsu

Exhalation:

Pure (Puer) Land of our child of earth

Sphere of red caps and bronze boughs

Green vistas of gold pollen

Take a long breath

Call out

Speak the name

Look to the trees

Amble.

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