Sewing, says the teacher, shows one’s focus. “It is your life,” she says. (Exact spacing between stitches, and precise diagonals all along the line, suggest good attention amid a calm mind.)

I sew perhaps one perfect stitch, then lose focus, making a cripple in the line, but I go on trying at each entry of the needle into the cloth to be fully here.  (Some stitchers will undo a stitch or an entire line to restitch with deeper focus. Others will buy a commercial product instead of sewing their own rakasu.) 

I leave the stitching as it comes.

                                                        Namu kiye butsu 


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