March 2019. My grandmother passed away at 101 years old.
I was unable to write anything that I didn’t feel like writing.
In that state, unaware of myself, I naturally kept writing The Heart Sutra.
While playing the Heart Sutra at full volume, 60 minutes. Repeatedly.
Life repeats and goes on.
Instead of writing cleanly, I wrote with emotion.
Adjusting the shapes, aligning the characters...Instead of doing that, I wrote it naturally again and again While sensing what we call life.
What is life?
I myself don’t have the answer. I believe that it is different for everyone.
While sensing the life that is unique to each of us, I continued to write, over and over again.
Of course, if I made a mistake I started again from nothing. The meaning and depth of life.
That of the Heart Sutra I wrote, and furthermore That of “wholeheartedly” and of writing calligraphy.
Wholeheartedly has nearly the same sensation as “life.” A whole heart. A whole life.
Put your life on the line, and live fully.
I’d be happy if that energy reaches you.
|hanging scroll: Tango chirimen fabric / calligraphy paper