Taking
the Lead for Compassion
My name's Diane Conti-Tuncay. I'm
originally from New York, but have been living and practicing here in Istanbul
since 1990. I had a fantastic experience last August, just a couple of
days prior to the great earthquake in western Turkey.
As you know, Greece and Turkey have
been at odds for many years now. I learned that there have been active
SGI groups in both Athens and Istanbul since the 1970's. In all that time,
not once had members from either group thought to contact the other. I
felt like a hypocrite chanting for world peace when I didn't even know
my own SGI neighbors in Athens!
After some searching, I finally located
the email address of the Athens district leader. We made contact and I
learned then that he was born in California of immigrant parents from Greece.
He returned to Athens to begin that country's kosen-rufu movement. We made
friends very quickly and I took the opportunity to invite myself to Athens
for a few days visit in August.
When I presented this idea back in
May to my group in Istanbul, none of the members were interested in going
along with me. I tried three times to get at least one person to come,
but it wasn't happening. I always thought that I needed approval from my
group or someone to do activities with. I was upset because this was a
faith activity that we could do. In Turkey we have no organization and
practice on our own at home. No shakubuku or geshu. I decided to leave
my group and their attitude behind and follow my heart in doing what I
felt was long overdue and right.
I contacted my friend Yoko Takamura
in Tokyo and asked if she would like to join me. Yoko had lived in Ankara,
the capital city of Turkey, for several years before returning home to
Japan. She accepted and we met in Athens on August 12th. We quickly saw
that our Greek friends were very suspicious and distrusting of us. It really
surprised us very much, because we had no ulterior motives — other than
promoting unity between the groups and furthering kosen-rufu in our part
of the world.
Yoko and I both chanted abundant daimoku
in our hotel room every morning and evening to be able to make heart-to-heart
connections with the members. It became evident that compassion was the
key to establishing our basis of friendship. Forget clever words and discussions
to make the other person see things from your point of view. Emotions were
too high for sensible talk.
Compassion was what was needed. It
was very difficult time, the height of the Ocalan trial. We only had two
and half days to win their trust and friendship.
The final moments in Athens were devoted
to morning gongyo together with some of the members. The gongyo and daimoku
were fantastic! The silence was deafening when we finished. Everything
we prayed so deeply for sinking into us in the moments of silence that
followed. There were genuine tears of joy and sorrow when we had to leave
at the airport. I felt such genuine love for the Athens members and still
do. On the return flight I told Yoko that it would take a tremendous effort
to wake up both Greece and Turkey and get on the road to peace. The changes
needed to come from every strata of society, a complete rehauling of attitudes.
Little did I know that it would be our earthquake.
I returned on August 14th to a four-day
seminar for my job. I received a job promotion with a sizable pay raise
— a wonderful benefit from the Gohonzon. By Monday evening, I was very
uncomfortable. I just put my arms around me and held myself. I was so out
of sorts and couldn't understand why. Then I had this overwhelming need
to chant daimoku. I went to my butsudan at 10:00 and finished chanting
at 11:00 PM. Even my voice sounded foreign and strange in my ears. I was
chanting at lightening speed as if this was my last daimoku. I felt a deep
feeling for the need to be protected. I chanted for all the Buddhist gods
in the universe to protect this little votary of the Lotus Sutra. My voice
was calling out to the universe for protection now. I felt relieved and
went to bed.
At 3:02 AM the first shock hit. The
bed shook from side to side. Earthquake! my boyfriend said. I immediately
began chanting daimoku as my feet touched the floor. I grabbed my two little
Chihuahuas, one under each arm and lead the way down the hall to the front
door of my apartment. I could go no further and stopped in a doorway to
hold on as the entire building began to agitate very rapidly up and down.
Everything vibrated. I could hear all the neighbors, upstairs and downstairs,
shouting. Things were crashing onto the floor above us. The ceiling fixtures
were swinging madly. The noise of everything in my seven-floor building
being shaken up and down was so frightening, yet I chanted on with confidence
knowing that we would be okay. The shaking got worse before it got better.
It lasted for 38 terrifying seconds.
We listened to the only radio station
still operating from a neighbor's car. You could hear over the air
things falling around the announcer in the studio as she gave the news.
None of us had any idea just how far reaching or what the magnitude of
this earthquake was. We learned that in the afternoon that day on CNN.
At 6:00 AM, I entered the apartment
and discovered the phone line was on! I quickly phoned my mom in Florida
to tell her we were all okay. Then I got online and blasted out to everyone
in my address book what we had just experienced here. That email has since
gone round the world at least a few times. Apparently there were no other
eyewitness accounts available in English. Afterwards I noticed that I was
wearing two different shoes!
We spent the next week sleeping on
beach lounges in the parking lot of my apartment building.
In the next two days, the mayor of
Athens came to visit the mayor of Istanbul. On national TV, our mayor said:
"We are brothers," as they warmly embraced. The newspapers reported that
since the Greeks had donated so much aid and rescue teams, the idea of
war now is not possible. Our national newspaper Cumhuriyet
had a
huge banner headline in Greek saying "THANK YOU NEIGHBOR!" All these wonderful
exchanges continue till today. There have been Greek artists performing
concerts here with proceeds going for earthquake relief. Germany has softened
its stance towards Turkey's EU admission. And it goes on and on. The compassion
keeps flowing. Turkey had the chance to repay Greece when they had their
quake a few months later.
The Turkish search and rescue team
AYKUT were honored on Greek national TV. So hard for me imagine that
all of this was totally impossible just a few short days before!
So I continue to chant for my friends
in Greece and I know they do so for me. We all have our own personal perspectives
of the world, however there comes a time when you need to put them aside
and evolve to a higher plane. If we cannot, then we can never advance.
We are all on the same side for kosen-rufu! Employing the strategy of the
Lotus Sutra and using our Buddha wisdom will get us to that place.
The Lotus Sutra states:
"When the Buddha spoke these
words, the earth of the thousand-millionfold countries of the saha
world all trembled and split open, and out of it emerged at the same instant
immeasurable, thousands, ten thousands, millions of bodhisattvas and mahasattvas."
— Lotus Sutra, Chapter 15,
p. 213
The homeless and unemployed are not okay
once the TV is turned off. They will be with us for many years to come
here. An entire region has been wiped out. You simply cannot get your head
round the magnitude of it.
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