When I posted the last post, how could I know I'd be hospitalized the next day! It was out of the blue as I had confidence in my health. I went to hospital for the treatment of the acute disease and one week later earlier than expected I came back when I got cured. Now I'm alive and kicking!
Genkoan Temple (源光庵), established in 1346, is located at Takagamine, Kyoto. Koetsu-ji Temple is also at Takagamine. "Susuki", or Japanese pampas grass, and Kitayama Cidars welcome visitors around the gate. Susuki were on the verge of coming into ears at the end of September.
view from the gate
Asters on the right side of the picture above
Hello, butterfly, take care not to be trodden on by someone.
In the Main Hall、there are two windows side by side, the round “Window of Enlightenment (悟りの窓)” and the square “Window of Uncertainty (迷いの窓)”.
According to the leaflet of the temple, "Window of Uncertainty" symbolizes human soul filled with the sufferings of the aging, being ill, and dying.
"Window of Enlightenment" represents the spirit of “Zen and Entsu (円通)”, the calm state of mind free from any worries and the Great Universe. What I saw was the shades of green of moss and foliage. Now I'd see some colored leaves like maple leaves.
Looking up, the ceiling of the corridor is bloodstained. The ceiling is made of the floorboards used in Fushimi Castle. Blood soaked the floor when Torii Mototada, a loyal follower of Tokugawa Ieyasu, and others committed suicide in the fall of Fushimi castle in 1600. They chose suicide in the traditional Japanese way instead of being killed. The boards were brought into this temple to console the soul of the dead people. (Full story, here.)
This is an inner garden with rocks, stone lanterns, shrubbery of various height, and trees. Other than that ceiling, anywhere in the temple is so peaceful and serene that the disurbed minds are soothed.
When I passed by the asters again on my way back to the gate, I noticed a butterfly with broken wings. I doubted my eyes - isn't it the one I saw before? Where did it get hurt? One stroke of wind could have made it fall to the ground, but I hoped it was much tougher than I thought.
At home, I made sure it was the same butterfly from the photos. I should've moved it from that ground. I was harshly reminded of the uncertainty of life. Like this butterfly savoring the nectar to live, there are people trying to live their lives with broken wings. I wonder if the difference is only whether with or without worries?
These are not fruits but flowers, very rare flowers of 高野白玉 (koya shiratama) special to Genko-an. I don't know the English name.
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