Scratching the surface
In the Kii-mountains of Wakayama in Japan, the image of an Italian Sufi in the Sahara came to mind, who I met years ago in Algeria. His name was Paolo....
12.15.2023No comment
Daruma
Back in Rotterdam, I have to fast backward to remember who I was in Japan, for I am different now. Nothing special about that, nobody has the fixed nature that we attribute to everything....
11.19.2023No comment
Tangerines
This time of year tangerines are abundant in the Japanese province of Wakayama. Trees no taller than two meters turn into a closed universe of orbiting orange planets. In the coastal cities of Kii-Tanabe and Kii-Katsuura you buy them ...
11.17.2023No comment
Imagination
I told the zen master about the Playmobil figures, the feeling of being an empty puppet among other empty puppets. Clearly with his teaching about emptiness in mind....
10.29.20232 Comments
Playmobil Figures
A long winding road to the top of one of the mountains surrounding this sleepy village in the west of Japan. Too long and too winding perhaps for my present condition, but I needed to test my legs and lungs for the long trail ahead next week, after a stay at Toshoji....
10.27.20231 Comment
We have a choice
Today I arrived at the Japanese temple of Zen Master Miyazaki, where I will sit in silence. Between silences we will talk about the unrealities of reality. ...
10.23.20232 Comments
Dune
Last time I was at Schiphol Airport, I was shooting rebels that clung to private jets, preventing them from taking off. How many passengers fit in a private jet? Twenty, ten, four, two in special cases maybe?...
10.21.2023No comment
Dutch Mountains
This morning as I hiked across the Erasmus Bridge, preparing my legs for an impossible trail in the Japanese mountains, a string of cyclists appeared on the other side of the bridge, most of them in green jackets....
10.17.20233 Comments
