The following is from a 1993 television programme, ‘The Awakened Self’—an interview with Harada Sekkei, abbot of Hosshinji Training Monastery by Shiratori Motoo, a former NHK-TV presenter.
Mr Shiratori: Excuse me for disturbing you during the middle of sesshin.
Harada Roshi: Thank you for coming.
S: Sesshin is a time when people concentrate on zazen. This is an important thing in Zen, isn’t it?
Roshi: Yes. Going back for quite a long time, sesshin is an important activity which has been strictly practised in Zen temples. Although it may sound a bit strange to say, sesshin is very effective or fruitful for a person’s zazen. It’s definitely a way of expanding a person’s state of mind.
S: You follow quite a strict schedule during sesshin, don’t you?
Roshi: We get up at 4:00 am and until 9:00 pm spend most of our time in the zendo. We, of course, sleep in the zendo, as well as eat there, too.
S: You really pack it in, don’t you?
Roshi: Yes. But not only within the zendo, in the individual rooms or while drinking tea after meals as well. These activities must all be Zen. Zen is walking, sitting, standing, and lying down; in other words, all of our everyday activities. My request is that especially during sesshin everyone concentrates on each activity. (more…)
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Pushing and shoving, I came to realize
When it comes to Right Livelihood, it’s good to have the freedom to do what you really feel is Right, to keep the Right Livelihood spirit in whatever way that that spirit manifests in you. And I say that from experience, because while probably most jobs don’t come into the distinct category of wrong livelihood as listed in the Buddhist texts—dealing in arms, slaughtering animals, and so forth—some do, and I happened to get a job many years ago which, for me, actually came dangerously close to falling into that awful category, though I was unaware of it to begin with.


This pagoda is an orphanage where I like to stay. The first time I came was with a friend, a kalyanamitra, and her family—they were bringing food and candies for the children. Those children, the orphans, are usually found in the morning. According to tradition, they are swaddled in something distinctive from which the monks take a swatch. Mothers sometimes return years later with a scrap of the original garment, and by comparing swatches the monks reunite mother and child. That doesn’t happen often though, because almost all the children left there are severely crippled, blind, or retarded.

