Six Senses

by William Toyo Sensei Most all my adult life I have relied on my senses as a chef, and working in the food industry, wine industry, and now the olive oil industry. My mother being a great cook and having a degree in food science made an impression on me at a young age. While…

The Buddha Has no Voice

by Levi Shinyo Sensei, I’m an avid reader, both fiction or nonfiction. And ever since I was young I’ve had an enormous imagination, one which I’ve been lucky enough to retain in part as I’ve aged. Ever since I was able to read by myself I’ve been able to create vivid movies and scenes in…

Cloud

by Andy Gyoyo Sensei My mother is an artist and sees the world through her unique perspective. She looks at seemingly disparate patterns and challenges us to see what she sees… “See that cloud? What do you see?” Quite frankly, I never see what she sees and often I see no pattern at all so…

Starling

By Marilyn Chiyo Robinson   I will confess to you that I have a history of difficulty holding my hands together in gassho.  To gassho, by putting the palms of both hands together in front of one’s heart, is the highest form of respect symbolizing Oneness.  For me, the gesture never felt authentic, like I…