Westcoast Kickball League

People.

As I sit alone, blown-out achilles, high on painkillers, I ponder. And as I ponder I reflect on kickball days of yore.

“We say ‘kickball field’, but actually there is no such thing. Sincerity itself is the kickball field. The sights we see from the plate will change, but we are always running on the same field. And there is no beginning or end to the field: beginningless and endless field. There is no starting point, no goal, nothing to attain. Just to run on the field is our way. This is the nature of our practice. But when you become curious about the field, danger is there. You should not see the field. If you look at the field you will become dizzy. Just appreciate the sights you see from the plate. That is our way. There is no need for the players to be curious about the field. Someone will take care of it; Bud and Mindy will take care of it. But sometimes we try to explain the kickball field because we become curious if something is always the same. We wonder, ‘How is it possible for the kickball field to always be the same? What is its secret?’ But there is no secret. Everyone has the same nature as the field.” —Shunryu Suzuki (with apologies)

love, todd

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