What Is This Man Thinking?

We had been fishing that morning, on a clear winter day in Southern California, at a beach near Malibu, 1975. I had caught a fish, and Sensei * helped me to reel it in. Our fishing group consisted of about fifteen people including Mrs. Ikeda and several Soka Gakkai leaders, all gathered together on the…

When I Died and Came Back

How many days, weeks or months are left me to tell this story of my meeting with death? Can it be done? Words cannot do justice or fully describe the encounter; and my meager skills as a writer may not be helpful to the attempt. And why should any attempt to describe death be made?…

A Strange Experience of Mentor and Disciple

"More things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy,"  In the writings of John Muir, America’s far-seeing prophet of environmental awareness, there is a marvelous tale of the mystical bond which links mentor and disciple across time and distance.  This story is so illustrative of this unmistakable but mysterious connection…