2024年02月18日
Sunday February 18th, 2024 (6th Reiwa)
On February 18th, I attended the Mion-on concert featuring the "Janoska Ensemble."
When I was young, I took to heart the following passage from Nichiren's writings known as the Gosho (On the Proper Way to Preach the Doctrine, 1269): "So you have gone to the capital, and before much time has passed you are changing your name, a piece of utter nonsense. No doubt you have also changed your way of speaking and acquired the accent of the capital."
I continually reaffirm our commitment to faith, ensuring that we understand the primacy of the mystic law over worldly laws.
When I was young, I took to heart the following passage from Nichiren's writings known as the Gosho (On the Proper Way to Preach the Doctrine, 1269): "So you have gone to the capital, and before much time has passed you are changing your name, a piece of utter nonsense. No doubt you have also changed your way of speaking and acquired the accent of the capital." I continually reaffirm our commitment to faith, ensuring that we understand the primacy of the mystic law over worldly laws.
2024年01月22日
Monday January 22nd, 2024 (6th Reiwa)
At the end of last year, I went on a family vacation to Kanzan-ji Onsen, although it took two days and one night (since it was difficult for all of the fewer than 20 of us to attend). The photo on the left is of the Ferris wheel at the amusement park just after sunrise (7 am).
I take to heart the sentence, “... Though the water is the same, it appears differently according to one’s karmic reward from the past.…” from Nichiren's writings known as the Gosho (Reply to the Lay Priest Soya, 1275).
So, I always need to recognize that what I see is not the whole picture. At the same time, even if we appear to be looking at the same thing, others may not always see it the same way I do. This is the ordinary way of thinking for me.
I take to heart the sentence, “... Though the water is the same, it appears differently according to one’s karmic reward from the past.…” from Nichiren's writings known as the Gosho (Reply to the Lay Priest Soya, 1275).
So, I always need to recognize that what I see is not the whole picture. At the same time, even if we appear to be looking at the same thing, others may not always see it the same way I do. This is the ordinary way of thinking for me.
2023年12月15日
Freiday December 13th, 2023, (Fifth Reiwa)
On December 10th, I attended the Indian dance musical “Mumbai☆Star,” an original production by Min-On and supported by the Embassy of India Tokyo.
When I was a teenager, I met Daisaku Ikeda Sensei at a summer course held for the student section around 1970, shortly after I joined the Soka Gakkai.
At the event during the summer course, Ikeda Sensei handed something to each member, saying to them, "It's hot, so here, have something cold to eat." Many students gathered around Sensei, moving slowly in a whirlpool around Ikeda Sensei. When that vortex (Ikeda Sensei) came close to me, I extended my hand to try to make my way through the crowd. I felt something in my hand and squeezed it.
When the whirlpool (the group around Sensei) moved away, I was finally able to pull my arm out of the crowd. I then opened my palm and found a thin piece of plastic (see photo). It was, of course, a ticket to buy shaved ice. I ate the shaved ice but paid for it using cash from my wallet instead of using the ticket.
In this way, the yellow square piece of plastic has remained with me and has been my treasure (thus I can't lose it absolutely). I keep it close to me wherever I go.
When I was a teenager, I met Daisaku Ikeda Sensei at a summer course held for the student section around 1970, shortly after I joined the Soka Gakkai.
At the event during the summer course, Ikeda Sensei handed something to each member, saying to them, "It's hot, so here, have something cold to eat." Many students gathered around Sensei, moving slowly in a whirlpool around Ikeda Sensei. When that vortex (Ikeda Sensei) came close to me, I extended my hand to try to make my way through the crowd. I felt something in my hand and squeezed it.
When the whirlpool (the group around Sensei) moved away, I was finally able to pull my arm out of the crowd. I then opened my palm and found a thin piece of plastic (see photo). It was, of course, a ticket to buy shaved ice. I ate the shaved ice but paid for it using cash from my wallet instead of using the ticket.
In this way, the yellow square piece of plastic has remained with me and has been my treasure (thus I can't lose it absolutely). I keep it close to me wherever I go.
