Wild tales of men of strength! On Writing Zen Combat by Jay Gluck

In Tokyo, at the Ueshiba dojo kangeiko in 1954, it snowed heavily. The outer walls of the low Japanese “barn” were taken off so that at the dawn class a whisker of snow lay on the edge of the outer tatami. I had been reading a lot on Tibetan practices, and the generating of “inner heat” fascinated me. I told some of the Tibetan tales to my instructor, Tohei’s then-main deshi, Tamura (since then in France). He understood the Tibetan descriptions immediately, hopped out onto the snow to plop down in lotus position, hands clasped before his chest, forefingers pointing up. Mist rose around him as the snow beneath his seat vaporized…

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