Transformation


I set out to fish and work the reefs on the north narrows side of the island. There was usually no one else on the beach at four o’clock and the feeling of having this three-mile beach almost to myself was expansive. Just to stand alone and turn my back on civilization, forced to stop thinking by the vastness of the ocean view, pretending that this was the last block on the edge of the world, was unrestrained and invigorating. But my mind would not let go of the self-judgements and dichotomies that dove in and out of my consciousness. I want to be a better Zen Buddhist. I must be the change that I wish to see in the world. The unity of our existence consists of perpetual change. All things change. Hold on to nothing. Satoru

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