south of Ithaca. One has to know that mailbox 56 marks the drive. A gravel road leads to a cluster of small cabins on one side and, on the other, a large pond with several small wooden bridges leading to islands just large enough for a chair or two. A smaller koi pond is in front of the dining room, and there is a third pond behind the site, with a dam which keeps the roped off swimming area from silting up. It is a quiet place; the calls of frogs and birds clear in the air.
Still,
people find their way here. In fact, the cabins are all full this weekend
because it happens to be graduation at Cornell University, and all local
accommodations—including the Zen Center—are booked.
I
interviewed David Radin—Yoshin—by Skype last January [see January 15 entry],
but since I am in New York state, I take advantage of the opportunity to visit
the site and to meet him in person and continue that interview, as well as talk
with his wife, Marcia—or Khadija—who is both a nun in the Rinzai-ji lineage and
a Sufi Sheikha. “I see Zen and Sufism as the same thing,” she tells me.
The
site was originally developed as a Zen Center. At the back of the property is a
small zendo, set up with a tea area on one side of a set of shoji screens, then
three rows of tans with seating for 15. When the shoji screens come down, three
more places can be added to each row. Next week a sesshin is scheduled which
already has 23 individuals enrolled. I find something pleasing about the idea
of small zendos hidden in out of the way places such as here, or Ojo Sarco, or
Morgan Bay—delighting in the thought of something vaguely subversive going on
in isolated locations.
We sit
under a gazebo-like roof in the middle of the largest bridge, and she tells me
a life-story which borders on the epic. A first marriage while still a teenager
to a man who teaches at Cornell; a second marriage to a German Sufi she met on
a train to Turkey; living on the streets of Bombay, sleeping with the homeless;
discovering an isolated oasis of Sufis in Sudan; returning to the United States
when she became a teacher of “turning” or “twirling.”
She
shows me her dance studio—a brighter more open space than the zendo. There are
photos of her as a younger woman in Sufi dress doing the turn.
“The essential teachings of Sufism is
‘no-self.’” Allah—the only breath—is the only Self. “And No-Self is the core of
Buddhism.”
She and
David were best friends for thirteen years before they formed a romantic
relationship, and she even felt disappointed for a while that she was losing
her best friend. “But we’re still best friends,” she assures me.
“I was
after David in the sanzen line once,” she says, “and when I went in; roshi
said, ‘David is very good! He could be roshi.’ And I looked him in the eyes,
and I said, ‘Roshi! Being roshi’s wife is not a good job!’”
Sasaki
has not given inka to anyone—David included—so she is not Roshi’s wife, and he
remains “Second to Nun.”
Cypress Trees in the Garden:
Cypress Trees in the Garden:
Radin, David Yoshin – 55-66,
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Radin, Marcia Khadija – 55, 58, 59, 62, 65-66
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