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November 29, 2017
Visiting Hakone Shrine: Subshrines & Komainu
November 27, 2017
A Visit to Hakone Shrine, Part 1
November 21, 2017
A Week of Gratitude – and Exciting Announcements!
November 20, 2017
WELCOME!
November 9, 2017
An All-New SusanSpann.com – And Special Surprises!
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November 6, 2017
Coming Soon – An ALL NEW Susanspann.com!
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I’m taking a brief hiatus from blogging this week, while we finish rebuilding the site, but I promise the delay – and the announcements – will be worth the wait!
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Betrayal at Iga
Everyone Loves Jizō
Buddhists recognize many different incarnations of the Buddha – different manifestations, often worshipped and respected as separate deities – that serve different functions and represent different aspects of Buddha’s character.
Among the most popular is Jizō Bosatsu – a bodhisattva sometimes called “the excuse Buddha.”
Jizō serves many functions, primarily related to easing suffering, delivering people to paradise, and shortening the time that souls must suffer in the Buddhist hells. He is one of the jusanbutsu, the thirteen Buddhas and bodhisattvas who judge the soul after death in Buddhist theology–and in that context, his role is to argue on behalf of the deceased, asking the other judges to show mercy.
Japan is filled with statues of Jizō–you see them everywhere, from temples to roadside shrines, and often sitting alongside hiking trails in the wilderness.
The Jizō in the photograph below sits near the start of the preserved section of the Tokaidō (a 17th century coastal travel road between Kyoto and Tokyo) in Hakone.
If you look closely, you’ll see the dove approaching the Buddha statue. As I watched, the dove walked up, stood staring at Jizō for a moment, and then walked back the way it came.
Apparently, Jizō really will listen to any and every prayer.
November 2, 2017
The Graves of Okunoin
Okunoin – “the temple at the end” is Japan’s largest cemetery. Sacred to the Shingon Buddhist sect (though non-Buddhists can be buried there, as long as they believe in the teachings of Kōbō Daishi), the cemetery has over 250,000 graves and monuments, the oldest of which date to at least the ninth century (if not before).
The grave monument above dates to 1375, and marks the resting place of a Buddhist nun. According to legend, if you lay your ear to the stone, you can hear the screams of people suffering in hell.
I admit, I did not try. While I’m not superstitious, there are some sounds I have no desire to hear.
According to Shingon doctrine, anyone buried at Okunoin (and those who have monuments there, even if their bodies are actually interred elsewhere) will return to life first at the time Miroku (the Buddha of the Future) returns to earth at the end of days.
For that and other reasons, since the cemetery’s founding in the 9th century, many adherents of the Shingon faith (and others) have chosen to be buried on the mountain.
Do you like visiting cemeteries? Do you find them peaceful, or are they places you avoid?
October 31, 2017
A True Ghost Story From Japan
All my life, I’ve professed to believing in ghosts … primarily to prevent them feeling the need to actually prove their existence to me.
In other words – I believed by choice so I didn’t have to experience ghosts for real.
That worked pretty well for me until last November, when I went to Japan to research my sixth Hiro Hattori mystery (next year’s TRIAL ON MOUNT KOYA – which is now available for preorder) - and encountered one of Japan’s most famous yūrei (ghosts).
I spent the early days of November 2016 doing research on Mount Kōya, the heart of Shingon (esoteric) Buddhism in Japan.
The mountain is home to over 100 Shingon temples (many of which host overnight guests) and Okunoin (“the temple at the end”) - Japan’s largest cemetery – which is home to not only the mausoleum of Kōbō Daishi (the priest who brought Shingon Buddhism to Japan from China), but more than 250,000 other graves and monuments to the dead.
I spent five hours at Okunoin on the morning and afternoon of November 4. Although its scale is overwhelming, the cemetery is one of the most beautiful, and most peaceful places I have ever been.
That night, I stayed at Ekoin, a thousand year-old Shingon Buddhist temple.
After dinner (and after dark) a priest from Ekoin offered an English-language tour of Okunoin. I spent a delightful hour listening to him explain the history of the cemetery–and asking research questions, which he answered at length and in depth.
The tour ended on the far end of the cemetery, near Kōbō Daishi’s mausoleum, where the priest released the group to walk back to the temple (through the cemetery) on our own.
I stopped for a while to photograph some statues for my novel. When I finished, I discovered that everyone except for our guide and two other visitors had already disappeared back down the path, most likely to escape the cold.
Which left me essentially alone, an hour’s dark walk from the temple.
The guide was telling the remaining visitors about the statues, and I didn’t want to disturb them, so I started back along the path alone.
I wasn’t scared. I’d seen the cemetery in daylight, and knew it was a peaceful, sacred place.
About halfway through the cemetery, I stopped to snap some photos of monuments lit by the lanterns along the path.
While taking photos, I heard the click of traditional Japanese wooden sandals–the type many priests on Koya still wear–approaching from behind me. Wanting to be polite, I waited, listening as the geta drew closer. When the priest was right behind me, I turned, bowed, and said good evening . . .
. . . but there was no one there.
The sound of the sandals ceased the instant I turned and bowed. The path was completely empty in both directions, as far as the eye could see – and given that the path is straight at that place, and lit at regular intervals, I could see quite a distance in either direction.
Needless to say, I did what any self-respecting, curious historian would do.
I ran like hell.
I ran until I caught up to a couple strolling along the path ahead of me – far enough that I was completely out of breath, legs burning, and struggling to look like I was merely out for a pleasant jog. Only then did I slow down.
I followed the couple back to Ekoin, returned to my room, and went to bed – but didn’t sleep for quite some time.
After thinking through the experience, reviewing my photos and memories, and considering what I know of Japan, the world, and science, I believe the spirit I met in the graveyard was real, and that it was beto-beto-san, a well-known Japanese ghost.
According to legend (which I now interpret as fact), beto-beto-san is a harmless trickster. The spirit follows people along deserted streets or pathways, making a sound like wooden geta that get closer and closer to you until you panic and run. Even then, beto-beto-san supposedly follows you until you turn and greet him by saying, “After you, beto-beto-san,” at which point the spirit goes away.
Based on my own experience, bowing and saying “Good evening,” will also suffice – because, although I remained in Japan for another two weeks, I didn’t hear or see anything similar again.
Some people don’t believe in ghosts, and that’s okay–I only half believed in them myself until last November.
Now, though, I know beto-beto.
