A few days earlier, I had been in the city of
Turin, in the Piedmont region of Italy, with my wife on a sightseeing trip. As
usual, I felt the deep discomfort that almost always accompanies me when I step
outside my comfort zone. Among various monuments and museums, we visited the
Museum of Oriental Art (MAO Torino), where I knew several Buddhist objects,
statues, and paintings from Asia were displayed. I have always been attracted,
since childhood, to Eastern aesthetics, particularly Sino-Japanese, which even
influenced my first steps into the Dharma when, in 2008, I set foot in my first
Zen temple.
Since then, many years have passed, during which I practiced zazen and vipassana, attended retreats (sometimes fleeing from them), and visited various Dharma centers in Italy belonging to different schools. I formally took Refuge in the Three Jewels, undertook the Five Precepts, and maintained a general practice—not without struggles—while simultaneously trying to manage various personal, family, and emotional issues.