I had been angling to write about Saturday being one of those non-stop-twelve-hour days, but in the end it didn't quite feel like that. Having missed out on the one-day sitting last weekend, I did feel a bit rusty about doing a morning with oryoki, and there was a certain feeling of one thing after another - zazen, service, breakfast, doshi for zazen, lecture, setting up the Buddha Hall, kokyo for nenju, a silent lunch with the ordainees, rehearsal, jukai ceremony, photographs, reception - but I also had time, after Paul had run us through the rehearsal very efficiently, to take a bath so I could shave my head before the ceremony.
Michael in his talk had spoken of how ceremonies never go the way you think they are going to, and this jukai was a fine example of that, as our newly minted bodhisattvas needed to be nudged on the forms a few times, but it was also a very sweet and emotional occasion. As usual, the photographs say more:
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Preceptors Paul and Cynthia and Lucy the jisha |
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Virginia receives her kechimyaku |
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Caren shows off the back of her rakusu |
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Cynthia and Cynthia |
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Virginia Paul and Caren |
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You're never too old to be a Bodhisattva |
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Envelopes, chant cards, serene name cards and kechimyakus |
1 comment:
I love the photography.
The way you photograph things is so consistent.
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