The Return

from kyol-che, from the muddy fields of my youth, the lack of companionship that drove me to roam the fields, to bond with nature in its element, the rudimentary steps of meditation. Summer vacations were interminable, but the cycle established there grew and blossomed in the Kwan Um, with 3-month retreats of intensive meditation. The suffering, the intense longing that burned in those fields! The sense of alienation welded to my psyche, I trudged into the world the outsider –  the eternal glare of things out of reach, society moving together inexplicably, communicating subtly things that were commonplace to them, violence and  sex and boundaries…

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