2001 - Nick Gershberg

I started reading Dropping Ashes on the Buddha [Zen Master Seung Sahn’s first book] in 2000 right after I finished college, and knew from the first couple of pages that it was the style of Zen I'd been looking for. The book was then stolen at a house party before I was able to finish it, but I immediately went and bought another copy. I wanted to know how it ended! After reading the final pages, I noticed there was a listing of centers at the back, and that one was on 14th Street in NYC. So as soon as I moved back home the next year, going to the center was one of the first things I did. 

It was a weeknight, and I was welcomed by Alan Davies, who was leading practice. The spareness and compactness of the center impressed me. It had the feel of a place that was well used. Nothing fancy, nothing extra. Alan, I'd learn, is a poet, and also quite spare and thoughtful with his words. He led practice for the two of us with an austere ease, which took the edge off of any element that might have seemed unfamiliar or strange. I felt at home. 

After practice, he informed me that there was a one-day retreat that Saturday, and that I might consider attending. I did -- and as much as anything, I of course remember how agonized my legs were! But I had already read enough of Zen Master Seung Sahn's injunctions to just do it!, so I sat through the pain. More than anything though, I remember my first interview, which was with Linc Rhodes Ji Do Poep Sa Nim, along with Steve Cohen JDPSN, who was in training after recently receiving Inka. They patiently listened with smiles on their faces as I elaborately described to them all of my impressive spiritual attainments. In retrospect, what saintly kindness and restraint those two showed! When they asked me how I'd come to such profound understanding, I explained that I had read every book I could find on Zen and meditation over the course of many years. Linc's sage reply: "My advice to you, is to not read anything about Zen for one year"! And so, just do it! continued, as it has for all of the years that have followed. Deepest gratitude, infinite vow.