Thirty years ago today, Nonin (front), Dokai (middle), and I went under with shukke tokudo with Katagiri Roshi. One of the most important days of my life, to be sure. I’ve written a few pieces about all this Zen priest business over the years. “What the Heck is a Zen Priest?” and “Hanging Out with Homeleavers,” for example. August 18, 1984, was a beautiful summer day in Minneapolis. An internet search says the high was 82. The next day, I... Read more