Wednesday, May 28, 2025

wa 和 brings harmony

Doors open, screens hold, black flies dance in giddy warmth.

Everything fits alongside everything else.

Wa 和 Harmony is the aesthetic and core value that drives Japanese people, embedded deep down in our subconscious mind. Harmony with people, nature, season and the life force energy.

 

In Japan, our life evolves with the season. We surrender to nature, ride on the wave of nature and be harmonious with it. The seasonal rituals of Sinto and Buddhism, are practiced to bring harmony with our inner self and nature.

 

Wa is one of the four principles of Tea Ceremony, Wa Kei Sei Jaku (Harmony, Respect, Cleanness, Tranquility) originating from the 16th century.

 

Living consciously with awareness

brings Harmony.

Harmony brings inner-peace...

 

It’s a beautiful virtue. However, when it comes to communication, typical Japanese characteristics that reflect the virtue of harmony could be a challenging fact to comprehend for non-Japanese. 

 

When Japanese people start talking, we do utmost to create and keep the harmony in conversation.

 

The Japanese conversation is suggestive. Many words were omitted and it gives space to the other person to interpret in his/her own words. We would avoid confrontation at all costs.

 

When disagree, instead of saying No, or showing disagreement, we will divert the answer by saying “Perhaps” or “I will think about it” etc.

 

When we meet, we exchange the greeting ritual of bowing, exchanging our Ki, life-force energy, trying to feel and read the atmosphere, what others have in mind. It is our instinct to keep a harmonious atmosphere within the group. There is occasional silence in between the talk. In this silence, we calibrate and adjust the emotional energy.

 

In western culture, for example in Dutch culture, pragmatism is one of their core values as well as keeping harmony. So that, In communication, people’s primacy is to express themselves as clear as possible and make others understood as effectively as possible.

Both of them has a goal to achieve Harmony in their own way! 

 

I hope this background will help you understand each other with compassion. 

https://www.azumiuchitani.com/wa-the-art-of-harmony/


A friend lived and taught in Japan for ten years. She introduced me to Itadakimasu (いただきます), a Japanese phrase literally meaning “I humbly receive.” While usually applied as a sort of grace before meal, she presented it as a larger attitude of respectful gratitude for what is presented.


The grace of respectful gratitude for what is presented is a quiet dwelling in what would be a harmony of attentiveness even as disharmonious cacophony and disrespectful lack of grace is playing out in our midst.


There is a modeling of harmony even in disharmonious occasions of disrespect. The United States suffers these occasions daily emanating from Washington DC.


Nevertheless, my deceased friend would aver, quiet dignity and trusting resolve present an alternative to bad behavior and insulting demeaning verbiage.


Not every problem can be solved with a long-range rifle or missile bombs banging into hospitals and schools as is taking place in Ukraine and Gaza. Ignorance and cruelty have no bounds. Would America were to have a decent, thoughtful leadership who saw the right thing to do, and did it.

But this is what we have right now.


And it is disappointing. Putin and Netanyahu are Russia’s and Israel’s embarrassments. Trump is ours.

I am not very respectfully grateful. If I were to practice becoming my true core value, perhaps I would near good qualities that would honor the needful potential of human dignity and resplendence (ανταύγεια). Our darkness needs a glitter and shine, a brilliant radiant beauty that would offset and overcome the shadowy grime of greed, anger, and delusion.

Today is a good day to begin.

Wa 和 brings harmony. 

A gatha of inner attentive reminding breath -- “Behold what is within without -- behold what is without within!” 

Undifferentiated union. Harmony of relative and absolute. Form and emptiness intersecting one another.

Begone the false, begone the performatively inauthentic!

May all beings awaken into their true nature!

Gassho!  (合掌)

Tuesday, May 27, 2025

content to live


 Sit by Hosmer pond

Nones from France

Some think about

Ending their life

Not me

A nice breeze

Coffee milk and Mala beads

Birds recite their office

Blue water green leafing

Clear sky —

Prayer wheel turns with

Sun and silent mantra

I am content to live

an aspect of eternity

 Just one

More day


Another day

Two cats


Of a Tuesday

Morning


Life

Goes on


Breath

Itself


Sub specie

Aeternitatis

Monday, May 26, 2025

the day goes on

This Memorial Day we remember,  pray for, and honor all those dead and deadened by war. 

“The Wall", by Bruce Springsteen 

https://youtu.be/j3m0BXVKPu0?si=QwNhb0NzXcVn6Bvi


[Verse 1]

Cigarettes and a bottle of beer

This poem that I wrote for you

This black stone and these hard tears

Are all I got left now of you

I remember you in your Marine uniform laughing

Laughing at your ship-out party

I read Robert McNamara says he's sorry



[Verse 2]

Your high boots and striped t-shirt

Ah, Billy, you looked so bad

Yeah, you and your rock-n-roll band

You were best thing this shit town ever had

Now the men who put you here

Eat with their families in rich dining halls

And apology and forgiveness got no place here at all

At the wall



[Verse 3]

But I'm sorry I missed you last year

Couldn't find no one to drive me

If your eyes could cut through that black stone

Tell me would they recognize me?

For the living, time, it must be served

The day goes on

Cigarettes and a bottle of beer

Skin on black stone



(Written by Bruce Springsteen 1997/98)

there is still no centre

In 1935, from lecture notes, Heidegger:

“The spiritual decline of the earth is so far advanced that the nations are in danger of losing the last bit of spiritual energy that makes it possible to see the decline. This simple observation has nothing to do with Kulturpessimismus, and of course it has nothing to do with any sort of optimism either; The darkening of the world, the flight of the gods, the destruction of the earth, the transformation of man into a mass, the hatred and suspicion of everything free and created have assumed such proportions throughout the earth, that such childish categories of pessimism and optimism have long become absurd.” 

— Martin Heidegger, 1935 

From his book eighteen years later, this: 

 Being [emerging appearance]21 intrinsically inclines toward self-concealment.22 Being means: to appear in emerging, to step forth out of concealment — and for this very reason, concealment and the provenance from concealment essentially belong to Being. Such provenance lies in the essence of Being, of what appears as such. Being remains inclined toward concealment, whether in great veiling and silence, or in the most superficial distorting and obscuring. The immediate proximity of phusis and kruptesthai reveals the intimacy of Being and seemingly as the strife between them.

(p.121, Introduction to Metaphysics, by Martin Heidegger, New translation by Gregory Fried and Richard Polt, 2000 (Originally published in German “Einführung in die Metaphysik, 1953))


21. In parentheses in the 1953 edition

22. Conventional translation: “Nature loves to hide.”


Elsewhere, in Wikipedia:

Introduction to Metaphysics, originally a summer lecture course at the University of Freiburg in 1935, was first published eighteen years later by the Max Niemeyer Verlag (Halle, Germany), simultaneously with the Seventh German Edition of Being and Time.[1]

In a one-page preface accompanying this post-war edition of Being and Time, Heidegger wrote that the newly available Introduction to Metaphysics, would "elucidate" material contemplated for the once-promised but long-abandoned "second half" of Being and Time. The preface also noted that the text of this latest (1953) B&T edition had eliminated several references to itself as a "first half."[2][3]

Among English translations, the second edition (2014) of a version by Gregory Fried and Richard Polt from Yale Press (New Haven) was in print as of 2020.[citation needed] Ralph Manheim produced a 1959 translation praised by Fried and Polt in their introduction to the second edition as largely responsible for introducing Heidegger to the English-speaking world.[4] But Manheim worked prior to the 1962 Macquarrie version of Being and Time—which established several conventions for Heidegger's English translators.[citation needed] The work is included in Volume 40 (1983) of Heidegger's Gesamtausgabe (collected works) edited by Petra Jaeger.[5].  wikipedia


Ever since I was a poor and inadequate student of philosophy in the 1960s I have been trying, poorly and inadequately since, to recapture the fascination and love sparked at that time for phenomenology, existentialism, classic Greek thought, and (singularly) Martin Heidegger. It might have been a better option than playing blackjack or holding up grocery stores on 20th avenue, or working on Wall Street, or going into politics -- none of which I did -- but had I, I’m sure it would have been done poorly and inadequately. Do you see a pattern here?

Heidegger wouldn’t agree, but I regularly see Being (Sein) as a transliteration of Deus (God) and the Heraclitus saying "Nature loves to hide" (Φύσις κρύπτεσθαι φιλεῖ) as a good-enough indication of the indecipherability of “what-is-called-God” in human experience. 

Many say that they want to see God. 


In our everyday encounter with what is right there before us -- what are we looking at? What am I looking at?


Last evening a red squirrel lay in the grass under bird feeders, unmoving. As I got closer I saw its mouth slowly moving open and closed. I turned it onto its stomach and wished it (prayed it?) well. This afternoon, I moved it into the brush weeds. It unmoves. It will disappear. Nature will draw it in. As it will me in due time.

Carl Jung held a pessimistic view of the future of western civilization. He believed it was in a state of decline destined to collapse. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iqKQeAYRGJw

I can’t say much about that, either way.

But I do wonder about the coming into being and going out of being that is experienced in reading birth notices and death notices, bombings in war-torn regions, genocides and assassinations, plane crashes and mass shootings, cars crashing into crowds, tornadoes, floods, and various viruses and fungal infections afflicting us.

And what I wonder . . . is . . . 

And . . . is  . . . God . . .

What  . . . is . . .

Emerging?

(I don’t know.)

I love the optimism many have toward our future. I also love Italiano bagels -- but my breaking teeth caution me to soft Jewish Rye with peanut butter and marmalade. 

In a letter to Cary Baynes, April 12, 1959, Jung wrote: “Psychology like mine prepare us for an end or even for the end. The question is only, what are we going to kill: ourselves or our still infantile psychology and its appalling unconsciousness.”

This first half of 2025 watches the aggregation of a political power movement that is rife with corruption, cruelty, and a tolerated warfare in several regions of the world. So-called leaders focus on their personal aggrandizement, accumulating both power and wealth in an oblivious non-awareness of the devastating effects rumbling across the globe.

Sir Kenneth Clark ended his 1969 “Civilization: A Personal View” series by saying: “History is ourselves.” (Then, at end)  “One may be optimistic but one can’t exactly be joyful at the prospect before us.”

Transcript

0:00 At this point I reveal myself in my true colours

0:03 as a stick-in-the-mud! I hold a number of beliefs that have been repudiated by

0:10 the liveliest intellects of our time:

0:12 I believe that order is better than chaos

0:17 Creation better than destruction. I prefer gentleness

0:24 to violence; forgiveness to vendetta. 

 

0:27 On the whole

0:30 I think that knowledge is preferable to ignorance, and I am sure

0:35 that human sympathy is more valuable than

0:38 ideology. I believe

0:41 that in spite of recent triumphs of science

0:45 men haven't changed much in the last two thousand years

0:49 and in consequence, we must still try to learn from history: 

 

0:54 History is ourselves. 

 

1:00 I also hold one or two beliefs that are more difficult to put shortly:

1:03 For example, I believe in courtesy - the ritual by which we avoid

1:08 hurting other people's feelings by satisfying our own egos

1:13 And I think we should remember that we are part of a great whole -

1:18 which for convenience

1:20 we call Nature -

1:23 All living things are our brothers and sisters.

1:42 Above all

1:42 I believe in the God-given

1:46 genius of certain individuals and I value a society that makes their existence possible. 

 

1:55 [Victoria Responses] 

 

3:00 These programmes have been

3:01 filled with great work of genius: in architecture, sculpture and painting,

3:07 in philosophy, poetry and music; in science and engineering 

 

3:10 There they are -

3:13 you can't dismiss them and they're

3:17 only a fraction of what Western man has achieved in the last 1000 years -

3:21 often after setbacks and deviations

3:25 at least as destructive as those of our own time. 

 

3:29 Western Civilisation has been a series

3:32 of rebirths. Surely, this should give us confidence in ourselves.

3:41 I said at the beginning of the series that it's lack of confidence more than anything else

3:44

3:45 that kills a civilisation: we can destroy ourselves by

3:49 cynicism and disillusion, just as effectively as by bombs. 

 

3:56 Fifty years ago, W.B. Yeats

3:57 who was more like a man of genius than anyone I've ever known...

4:00 wrote a prophetic poem - and in it he said: [Adopts Yeatsian accent] 

 

4:05 "Things fall apart;

4:07 the centre cannot hold; Mere

4:11 anarchy is loosed upon the world. The blood-dimmed tide is loosed,

4:16 and everywhere the ceremony of innocence is drowned;

4:23 The best lack all conviction

4:26 while the worst are full of passionate

4:29 intensity." 

 

4:32 Well, that was certainly true between the wars -- and it damn nearly destroyed us.

4:40 Is it true today?

4:42 -- Not quite because

4:44 good people have convictions - rather too many of them. 

 

4:47 The trouble is that there is still

4:50 no centre. The moral and intellectual failure of Marxism

4:56 has left us with no alternative to heroic materialism

5:00 and that isn't enough. One may be optimistic

5:06 but one can't exactly be

5:08 joyful at the prospect before us.

5:19

[Stravinsky: Apollon musagete - Apotheosis]

5:42

Kenneth Clark:1903-1983  

https://youtu.be/7XofkKmPrYA?si=d-3_8-y1bpNPbn7i

. . .

Cf.  Bishop Robert Barron’s “Kenneth Clark and the Danger of Heroic Materialism”

https://www.wordonfire.org/articles/barron/kenneth-clark-and-the-danger-of-heroic-materialism/

un brav'uomo e un amico, con rispetto

 Memorial Day:


Sgt Vincent Thomas Daiello  V

VETERAN


BIRTH

2 Nov 1944

Brooklyn, Kings County, New York, USA


DEATH

20 Dec 1968 (aged 24)

Quảng Ngãi, Vietnam


BURIAL

Calvary Cemetery

Woodside, Queens County, New York, USA


PLOT

Section 24, Plot 4, Grave 9

MEMORIAL ID

120946395 · View Source


Un uomo gentile. Grazie!

La mia preghiera è per te.

Sunday, May 25, 2025

so follows prayer

 At Sunday evening practice, this thought:

God is what is, without my fear or fantasizing.

Prayer is faithful engagement with what is.

It is ordinary presence without pretense.

steep cemetery of a smile

I was born earlier than halfway the last century. 

It was, now that Dembo points it out, quite the century to be born into.
The Common Era

After the last century—what a century!
such a rough, long century, we often said,
longer than most, and so tall—
a giant of a century,
it laid itself down
in so many enduring stone steps. 
Such bones in that century.
(What do we do with it now?)
A strong nose on that century (almost beautiful),
a tank of a nose, a fortress of a smile,
a stone explosion of a face. 
A penny for the man who would dare kiss it.
A penny for the man who would walk back down
its southern steps. 
A steep cemetery of a smile,
the last century—what a century! 
What a large cemetery. What a long cemetery.
What a large, green cemetery.
                 (--in The Paris Review, ISSUE 251, SPRING 2025.)

Odder still, to follow this train of cacophony, to choose (or to have been chosen) to live during this current astringent time of constrictive sanity and obsequious affections toward a madman emperor of melting ice-cream.

A new kind of cemetery.

The inner cone of consciousness melting over edge.

Dripping through fingers, falling to dirt.

5.25.25

proportion shows all

numbers falling into place

the way our life could

beginning here, allowing now

 Only this

Breath


Nothing else

Counts


If we

Want


To see

Clearly


This one

This one, this 

in the twinkling of an eye, see our way through

 There is nothing holy

About the hate white

Christian Nationalists

Release from their fear


If there is to be sanity

Something better than fear

And hatred must be revived

Embodied, and celebrated


Try love, real love,

Not ignorance, greed, anger,

Hatred, delusion, or dominance —

Find your soul, let it breathe