<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[Yoshizen&#039;s Blog]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[https://yoshizen.wordpress.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[yoshizen]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://yoshizen.wordpress.com/author/yoshizen/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[LIFE&#8217;s  DOMAIN]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p><a href="https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg"><img loading="lazy" data-attachment-id="888" data-permalink="https://yoshizen.wordpress.com/2010/02/22/lifes-domain/img_2010-2-2/" data-orig-file="https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg" data-orig-size="1197,719" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;5.6&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon EOS 5D Mark II&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1266776306&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;50&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;3200&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.033333333333333&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}" data-image-title="IMG_2010-2" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=300" data-large-file="https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=1024" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-888" title="IMG_2010-2" src="https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=720&#038;h=432" alt="" width="720" height="432" srcset="https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=720&amp;h=432 720w, https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=150&amp;h=90 150w, https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=300&amp;h=180 300w, https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=768&amp;h=461 768w, https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg?w=1024&amp;h=615 1024w, https://yoshizen.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/img_2010-21.jpg 1197w" sizes="(max-width: 720px) 100vw, 720px" /></a>This is my  Life and its  Domain.</p>
<p>This piece of cloth was given by a monk registering the visitors in the  Eihei-Ji  Temple,  when  I  notified as</p>
<p>I was leaving the Temple.</p>
<p>While handing this, he told me, &#8220;<strong> </strong><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Think, your life is in here, and keep remember it  all of your life</span> </strong>&#8221;</p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>This foot square ( 33 x 36 cm ) space is the space, a man occupy all through the life</strong></span> until the moment</p>
<p>when he needs a bit more to lie down to die (hopefully for a Nirvana )</p>
<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212; And this cloth was meant to be used to eat on it.  (Though, when I needed to washed it some time later,</p>
<p>I found the color was fading &#8212;- originally it was dark brown &#8212;- I realized even this one is not permanent and</p>
<p>only for a spiritual teaching,  not for actual use.)    Since then, I just placed it in the kitchen where ever I moved.</p>
<p>So,  technically  <strong>this cloth has been shadowing and watching my life for the past 36 years</strong>, and</p>
<p>kept reminding  me,  <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>who I am and the place where I can be</strong></span>. ( in its one foot square )</p>
<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;</p>
<p>The Spoon on the cloth is shadowing me even longer than that.</p>
<p>I made this fork-spoon, out of ordinary table-spoon by cutting the teeth in it when I was in the first year of my</p>
<p>High-School.   In a tradition among the Japanese mountain climbers,  the eating utensils / spoon, fork  kind</p>
<p>were called &#8221; Buki &#8221; ( weapon )&#8212;&#8211; the essential tool to fight through the battle field of survival.</p>
<p>The larger the Buki,  we can eat quicker and  more.  Without energy in the stomach we can&#8217;t climb or walk.</p>
<p>So that I made the most versatile and efficient one for myself. ( It took whole one night  to make)</p>
<p>And I&#8217;m eating all the meal  nearly 50 years with this.  If I was invited someone&#8217;s dinner party, I go with this.</p>
<p>This spoon signify my life,  my living existence.&#8212;&#8212;- Literally I&#8217;m living on it.</p>
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<p>Pretending not eat a lot is laughable.  How anyone can survive with empty stomach.</p>
<p><strong>And once the food staffs were cooked, <span style="color:#ff0000;">while sacrificing the life of rice and vegetables</span> etc,  not </strong></p>
<p><strong>waste even a single grain of rice, is imperative</strong>. ( It was the Zen family&#8217;s constitution )</p>
<p>So,  this is the foundation of my Life.</p>
<p><strong>___/\___</strong></p>
<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">&#8212;</span></p>
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