I’ve been reading The Empty Mirror. It’s a fascinating little book about a Dutchman and a year he spent in a Japanese Zen monastery a few years after WWII. It’s a really quick read, and I recommend it – I just happened upon it in the local used bookstore, but I think it’s worth the Amazon price too.
The book, as expected focuses on the authors time in the monastery and his interactions with the monk, and the trials, stresses and achievement he gets out of the whole thing. Since I’ve also been swimming more frequently these days, it was natural for me to think about how the activities are somewhat related. In some sense, swimming is my form of meditation – it’s an activity where you can completely empty your mind. It’s especially true when you’re working hard and the pain from your muscles wipes everything else out.
I’ve never really done an extensive survey on this, but from personal experience, swimmers are pretty mellow people. Maybe it’s due to their extensive Buddhist training? I should arrange for a conference between some monks and swimmers to investigate more. But first I should probably practice meditating (or swimming) some more.