After I arrived at the Zen forest, I saw a building with smooth lines. Externally, it is a building. I am a layman in architectural aesthetics, but I am eager to understand such aesthetics. In front of the building is a round lake, with brown lotus leaves floating on the water and a big fish swimming around. On the left side of the building are tombstones, neatly arranged tombstones, and the sunlight refracted by tombstones is sprinkled in the water. We walked around the lake and looked at the tombstone. Some tombstones are engraved with wonderful China classics. When I turned to look back at the building again, the building on the ground was connected with the reflection in the water, and the large concave-convex design on the roof became very beautiful, echoing the ruffled eaves.
We went in and visited the crematorium. This is my first time to the crematorium. The entrance and exit are all oversized glass doors. The whole space is very empty, which is a very simple style unique to Japan. There are no extra items. In the whole space, only the platform for putting the body is empty. After the body is pushed in, relatives and friends can rest and wait when they come out from the right. The soft and comfortable sofa area is a spacious space. In front of the big glass window, there are lakes and mountains.
When a group of us came out and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building and looked at the lake and the opposite mountain, we found that from another angle, we saw another kind of scenery. The color of the lake is from deep to shallow. The leaves on the opposite mountain are all different. The leaves on the whole mountain are cyan, green, red, pink and brown. It can be said that the color is limited and the color of leaves is infinite.
I have to feel that toyo ito's architecture is perfectly integrated with the natural environment. Floating roof, curved shape like a mountain, light glass and calm water. This is the most beautiful crematorium I have ever seen. Such an environment, such a building, seems to be telling the pursuit of a quiet soul behind each of us, as well as the hopes and good wishes of the living for the dead.
Teacher Xin Pin said, we are standing here looking at the tombstone opposite. One day, people on the other side are looking at us, and so on, just like this round lake in front of us, turning and turning.
We turned across the building and sat on the floor. Teacher Xin Pin asked us to imagine that we are dead now. What do we want to say to us standing in the opposite glass?
I closed my eyes and imagined that I had just looked at these tombstones opposite. Now I'm sitting here, looking at myself standing opposite. I clearly said to myself what I wanted to say. At that moment, I was very moved, and this is what I want to say to myself. I will follow it well.
On the bus to the library, Teacher Xin Pin talked about her feelings of being reborn in India at the age of 35. Since then, a new life has been opened.
Can't take it away, only take it away. They sat on a boat in the Ganges River and watched the celestial burial. The difference between the rich and the poor is that the rich have more firewood and burn it quickly, while the poor have less firewood, or they burn half of it without firewood and go directly to the Ganges River. This is the difference between people.
Sha Dao said that when we hate life, we should go to the crematorium. I don't want to talk when I get to the crematorium.
Yes, when we went in and came out to meditate, I didn't want to say a word, even my thoughts were still. I just want to know what my dead self wants to say to my living self.
This arrangement of the new teacher brings an extraordinary experience. I suddenly feel that teacher Xin Pin is an elf, flying to our side and taking us to feel joy and richness. Even in places like crematoria, the energy we feel is love. You can only choose between love and fear. When you love, there is no fear, and when you fear, there is no love. We're all in love.
Coincidentally, I went home yesterday. My dog's sweater is sick. Very serious. The doctor at the pet clinic advised me to give up treatment. At that moment, I cried. Let me deeply understand the coming of death and face it.
The sweater is only 60 days old, and you haven't been in my house for 15 days. When I first came back, I was sitting on the carpet reading a book. It will come and put its head on my lap and snuggle up to me. When I practice yoga meditation, it will lie next to me; I walk around the house, and it will follow me around like a slave. Thinking of this scene, my tears can't stop flowing.
I remember the first time I saw it in a pet store, and I liked it very much. Now it lies in my arms weakly, and I still like it so much.
I don't want to give up this sweater. I want to try it on. But I'm afraid my persistence will bring more pain to the sweater. I sewed a small stitch on my sweater yesterday, but it got better in the evening. I think it will survive. We take good care of it, hoping to alleviate its pain and hope it can survive. Every life has the instinct to survive. Every time I touch my sweater, it looks at me quietly. This morning, I found that his eyes could not see me. His eyes were half closed and he hardly moved his head to me.
I thought about it when it left. I have 10 thousand unwilling feelings, but this is its nature. It's also a good thing that sweaters should be thoroughly remoulded.
Facing death for the first time, I feel uncomfortable and mentally acceptable. Everyone has his own life, and so do animals.
Maybe the sweater will survive. We don't give up treatment, we don't give up hope.
Actually, I feel very, very uncomfortable.
Thank you for this performance, although cruel, but it is a gift.