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Nagano Prefecture -- The Rooftop of JapanAn un- Olympic Journey to Buddhist ParadiseStory & photos by Stuart Wasserman
While gleaming and sleek Olympic structures have cropped up on the former farm fields in Nagano, one place in town has changed little and that is Zenko-ji Temple. This place first opened for business in the 6th century. A priest dressed in flowing black robes with shiny golden embroidery met me at the temple entrance. The smell of incense was everywhere. He was a Jodo sect priest, bald headed and wore his robes with a certain grace and his glasses in a 1970's style. Lucky for me, the priest spoke perfect English and that was fortunate because I knew nothing about the Japanese language except for konnichiwa (good afternoon) and arigato (thank you).
Zenko-ji still commands the maximum amount of attention in this town of 347,000 people. Five million people visit the temple each year particularly because Zenko-ji is open to women and Buddhists from all different sects.
The morning chant I heard inside the temple was extraordinary. Eleven priests merged their voices together and sent their harmonic tones emanating through this ageless hall built of massive beams and timbers. The sounds were enriched by beats from huge barrel drums and the clang of an ancient gong. "Symphonic music," I said to myself, "is no prettier." One American woman standing near me was ecstatic, having been blessed twice in one day. She arrived just as the priests entered the building about 6:30 a.m., and she was alert as the morning chants stopped about 7:20 a.m. and a line of Buddhist priests exited through the side door, walked the length of the long wooden beamed building and emerged at the bottom of the front steps. She was there waiting again. "I'm always up for new religious experiences," she said with a smile. Nagano Sidetrips:The Castle Town of Matsumoto Historic Tsumago and Natural Hot SpringsTo satisfy my appetite for history, I made a visit to Matsumoto, one of the castle towns in the Nagano region and Tsumago, a restored old post-town along the Nakasendo Highway that linked Kyoto and Edo-era Tokyo. Matsumoto features a lovely castle that gave me a taste of what life was like living in a fortified castle with secret passageways and hidden floors and no heat, let alone the seven steep staircases. The three-turreted donjon is the oldest in the country. The castle was built in 1594 by the feudal lord of the time who took refuge in it whenever the area was under attack. As it turned out that was quite often. The people of Matsumoto had established a salt trail through the mountains to the Japan Sea and that drew attacks from other feudal lords who wanted part of the salt stash. The Shiyohnomichi Trail (Salt Trail) over the alps is a five hour journey by car but each year many Japanese undertake a symbolic pilgrimage. Along the way, people offer the walkers sake, an alcoholic beverage made of fermented rice. One museum in Matsumoto is a real stand-out. The Ukiyo-e Museum provides a great glimpse into the Japanese lifestyle of the past. Wood block prints show life around the ritual baths, which before the arrival of the Dutch and Portuguese missionaries were communal; rural scenes of the annual rice harvest; and Kitagawa Utamaro's world-famous close-ups scenes of beautiful women brushing their hair over their shoulders. The wood block's colorful imagery and style is said to have influenced the Impressionists like Van Gogh and Toulouse-Latrec. The entire collection consists of 100,000 prints, paintings, screens and old books--the largest private collection of its kind in the world. Tsumago & The Kiso ValleyJust 20 minutes out of Matsumoto my train lifted into the mountains surrounding the Kiso Valley and whirled by tall evergreens and a sprinkling of maples about to turn red. In less than a half hour, I arrive on the outskirts of Tsumago, one of eleven post towns along the Nakasendo Highway that linked Edo-era Tokyo and old Kyoto.
It was here, my guide told me, that in 1968 that the Japanese preservation movement was born. Tsumago was the first ancient city to be fully protected by law. No modern developments like telephone lines or TV aerials are allowed to mar the scene.
If You Go:For information about Japan including maps and a rail pass packet call the Japan National Tourist Office nearest you: New York: 212 757-5640 Airlines: Many domestic airlines service Narita Int'l Airport in Japan. I chose Japan Airlines with direct flights out of LAX and S.F. Int'l. in order to immerse myself fully into Japanese culture quickly. Onsen/Ryokan Fukinomori, near Tsumago is three-years old ryokan, elegant and set on the side of a mountain. The ryokan offers a genuine Japanese experience sleeping on a futon on the floor on the 1 1/2 inch thick rice straw tatami mats. Hot tea awaits your arrival as well as a yukata bathrobe and slippers. The ryokan features indoor and outdoor baths overlooking the Japanese alps. © Stuart Wasserman 1999 |
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An hour and a
half out of Tokyo on the brand new Shinkansen train, I arrived at the tourist intersection of the last Winter Olympics
and 14 centuries of Japanese Buddhism.
The priest, Kiwa
Fukushima, spoke in huge smiles and with patience, a change from five years ago when he stood on a lectern and taught
chemical engineering at Yokohama University campus outside Tokyo. About his
personal conversion he said: "I'm from Nagano and I wanted to be part of the big
change here." The
Jodo Buddhist priest does a great job making foreigners feel comfortable in one of the most famous temples in
all of Japan.
The building itself is in its 11th incarnation -- 10 times the
building has burnt down through the ages and each time built pretty much in its likeness.
The present
structure was built in 1707. It is regal and stately and set up on a hill among a grouping of sub-temples.
Followers from all around Japan and the world come to this place
in hopes of being blessed by the
high priest before the morning chant or finding the key to paradise after a dark cavernous search.
Visitors walk through a deep dark winding tunnel built under Zenko-ji. After a few hundred
yards turning two times to the right most of them find a metal rod embedded in
the rock at hip height level. The priests tell you where to look. The rod marks the spot where the holy image is enshrined above. I was told
it is a sacred place but equally sacred for me was the scene that takes
place every dawn at Zenko-ji. I
challenged myself to rise early the next morning in order to witness it.
I rose at 6 a.m. to a crisp fall morning. At 6:20 the sun had risen up
into this mountain valley. I could see a little bustle of activity
-- the priests gathering in front of me. The head priest was being
shielded by an aide carrying a red umbrella. I dropped my pen and paper and ran
with my camera banging against my chest. I just wanted to get close enough for the
right shot. I scurried up the stairs and through the gates guarded
by what appeared to me to be two big fierce man-faced lions. In front of
me elderly Japanese begun to kneel in
a line awaiting the touch of the ojuzu or prayer beads from the high priest's hand.
It is said that if you are blessed in this fashion, you will receive the Buddha's favor
forever.
Tsumago is a town of 300 year-old buildings. This stretch of road made up
a large segment of the even more famous Tokaido Highway, of which
novels have been written. During
the Edo Period the road was also used by direct retainers of the shogun who were sent to guard Osaka Castle.
Post towns popped up which were usually a day's walking distance from one
another.
A house in the center of town once served as a post town inn.
Today it is the Okuya Kyodokan Folk Museum. The displays tell the history of the time
period. The Okuya house,
owned by the Hayashi family, was rebuilt in 1877 from the prized hinoki or cypress wood, which had been banned for
use by the public during the Edo period. There is an old saying from that time:
"One tree -- one neck." Japanese home interiors are
often made of exposed woods and throughout the ages cypress was prized for its tight grain
and insect resistance. Violators could be put to death for stealing trees from
the forest. The ban on
using the cypress tree was lifted in 1868, when a great liberalization swept through Japan.
The wooden buildings in this town are exquisite to behold.
I contemplated a
three-hour walk between Tsumago and the next post town nearest it called Magome which is also filled with rows of
traditional houses and post inns and an array of souvenir shops. As a special service
for walkers on the trail between Magome and Tsumago, the tourist
offices in both villages offer an inexpensive baggage-forwarding service
during peak visiting seasons. Although
the walk sounded invigorating, I opted to return to the Onsen
Fukinomori, a traditional hot-springs resort. It was about time for another round of muscle-melting baths under the
stars of the Japanese alps.