posted on Apr, 29 2010 @ 08:13 AM
I am not sure where to post this and if it is in the wrong forum please move it, but as I tend to post here more than anywhere else it seems fitting
Today is a sad day, the world has lost a great man. Sensei Tozunaka has gone to his next life. Though you may never have heard his name,read his
works, saw his kindness or his wrath, I feel the need to give tribute to a man who helped make me what I am today. He didn't teach me to kill, he
taught me live, that everything is sacred, from the ant that toils on the hill, to the air we breathe to the neighbor we embrace the smallest of
things is of no greater importance than the largest of things.
I can only hope to be half the man that he was, he was my father when I had none, and my friend and my great teacher. I am feeling selfish, in his
death, as I am taking it hard which is against our tenets,but this man was more than just a teacher,he was family. I should rejoice that he has moved
on to enlightenment,but in my weakness I cannot help but feel the loss, akin to missing a piece of my heart.
There is a poem written by Robert Pinsky that I would like to share which exemplifies Sensei Tozunaka:
When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.
When I had no eyes I listened.
When I had no ears I thought.
When I had no thought I waited.
When I had no father I made
Care my father. When I had
No mother I embraced order.
When I had no friend I made
Quiet my friend. When I had no
Enemy I opposed my body.
When I had no temple I made
My voice my temple. I have
No priest, my tongue is my choir.
When I have no means fortune
Is my means. When I have
Nothing, death will be my fortune.
Need is my tactic, detachment
Is my strategy. When I had
No lover I courted my sleep.
I am not asking for sympathy, I just wanted to give my own humble tribute to a great man, and it is my purest wish that everyone could have met him,
and been graced by his sense of calmness,it was infectious. With his passing ( my fathers 2 years back) I have lost the two greatest men I have ever
known, in that, I am blessed.
May your sword be swift, your wit sharp, your thoughts ever forward.
Always in your service, until the world ends.