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       Interview with Jack Tjeerdsma (RIP)
Emails from Jack's son below a brief bio of Jack on his
            Mediation 
            Resources site where it mentions his study of Tai Chi which he 
doesn't mention in the interview. 
 Interviewed by DC about 9-15-11   
 [Suzuki Roshi 
      had] a great feeling of 
      compassion and at the same time, utter detachment. 
 D – So here we are. J - (Laughing) So 
      what’s on your mind? D - I just wanted to 
      hear anything you had to say about Suzuki Roshi, your memories of that and 
      Zen 
      Center back then. J – Well, I 
      connected with Dick Baker when I was a senior at Berkeley – in 1962 He 
      introduced me – took me to see Suzuki Roshi. At any rate, I would go over 
      on the weekends and sit with Suzuki Roshi It was an unusual experience for 
      me because I’d had no experience whatsoever in meditation or Zen, though 
      I’d read some books on it at college. The first impression I had was this 
      very detached, calm, older Japanese man – and I was a little bit in awe of 
      that.  I had done 
      consulting for Japanese banks on their investments. That was my new job 
      out of college. And I was just getting acquainted with the Japanese 
      financial community and he was quite a counterpoint to that to say the 
      least. And I found him a more connected, calmer Dalai Lama, an interesting 
      way to put it I guess. They both had similar spiritual auras or senses. 
      But there’s a connection I had with Suzuki Roshi that I never had with the 
      Dalai Lama. Something just happened. And he would greet students 
      individually after a sitting.  I don’t think you 
      were there quite that time were you? D – What year are 
      you talking about? J – I’m talking 
      about early ‘62.  D – No. I came in 
      ‘66. J – OK.  D – You said that 
      the Dalai Lama and Suzuki Roshi both had what? J – The awakened 
      spiritual presence and calmness. But there’s a different flavor. It’s like 
      Thich Nhat Hanh. I can’t really deeply relate to Thich Nhat Hanh. I had the 
      same problem around the Dalai Lama. Whereas with Suzuki Roshi, there was a 
      different form of compassion. More of a personal kindness. I don’t know 
      how to say it better than that. Because it felt very personal, very kind, 
      and very soft.  So I would appear on 
      and off during those early years at the Soto temple, and somewhere just 
      after Tassajara was purchased – cause I’d been working on a side project 
      with Dick Baker since ’62.  D – What was that? J – It was an idea 
      of a scientific magazine, keeping people up to date on stuff. I forget the 
      name but there were four of us involved. It never really got off the 
      ground and published.  But Baker and I got 
      closer and that’s when he was suggesting that I come and check out Suzuki 
      Roshi and the scene. So I would often sit in the auditorium at Sokoji by 
      myself and then have a two minute conversation – it wasn’t really a 
      dokusan – or maybe it was a dokusan. Just a very short conversation with 
      him. He checked everyone out one by one. Just said goodbye and a few 
      comments.  Then I’m trying to 
      remember whether it was Baker or John Steiner who suggested I go down to 
      Tassajara and spend a week. Now this – oh before that – probably 64 or so 
      - When all the financial stuff was going on, the community needed help in 
      obtaining a bank loan in order to perfect being able to take control of 
      and develop Tassajara.  D – That’s not 64. 
      That has to be 66 at the earliest.  J – It could have 
      been, because I went down in 66. D – We didn’t buy it 
      till the end of 66 – a few days before 67. J – Well I was down 
      there in 66 and in 67, but anyway, the piece that I remember is Baker 
      Roshi and Suzuki Roshi coming to the bank to see me in full regalia, and 
      the natives were a little bit rattled by all this – to see Suzuki Roshi 
      come in in robes and it caused quite a stir to say the least. D – And Baker in 
      robes too? J – Yeah. 
       DC note: Richard 
      Baker received his first robes the day he was ordained as a priest, July 
      4, 1967 at the beginning of the first practice period. Either Jack’s 
      memory is putting the robes on Baker now, or they went for a loan after 
      the first two payments had been made. There were ongoing expenses and 
      start up costs as well as the payments. J - Now, what they 
      wanted to talk to me about was getting financing, and because by then I 
      had become the senior consultant to Bank of Tokyo and Sumitomo Bank and 
      other banks in California. By that time I was one of the three or four 
      largest money managers on the West Coast. At any rate, we had a short 
      discussion and I referred them to the senior officer, I forget his exact 
      title, but he was the number two man at the Bank of Tokyo and also 
      responsible for loans. So I sent them over there and heard that they had 
      gotten the financing. So somewhere after that it was suggested, probably 
      by Baker Roshi that I go down to Tassajara and spend some time. And this 
      is the time when everyone was clearing the creek, getting stones for the 
      septic system, and so on and so forth.  So, one of the most 
      interesting things that happened to me is that I was told to show up at 
      the Soto temple and that I would be driven down to Tassajara. And you 
      know, bring some clothes etc. for a week. And I was – do you know Phillip?
       D – Sure. Phillip 
      Wilson. J – Yeah. Anyway, he 
      was there driving an old tear-shaped Volvo. And I said are other people 
      going down with me and he said just one and I said oh who are we waiting 
      for and he said Suzuki Roshi. DC note: Phillip 
      would have said Reverend Suzuki or Suzuki Sensei. J - So this is 
      rather humorous. I was on the right hand back seat of the car and Suzuki 
      Roshi got in on the left hand side. He looked at me, bowed, I bowed to him 
      and not a word was spoken on the entire trip to Tassajara. Complete and 
      utter silence. Anyway, I found this a bit unusual. And I’m sure my mind 
      had many thoughts and I sometimes wish I had recordings of my own thoughts 
      – because it was a very powerful experience. It felt extremely connected 
      and personal. And – these days I don’t talk so much because my voice is 
      bad, but I’ve always been a real talker. And to actually sit with him for 
      four hours was an amazing experience. Just trying to give you the flavor 
      of it. It was very very connected, very personal – a great feeling of 
      compassion and at the same time, utter detachment. I mean he was just 
      there – in the Suzuki Roshi way. And I was doing my best to emulate that – 
      when I wasn’t monkey-minding around. And I felt no urge to say anything 
      and he obviously had his own purposes for not saying anything to me. And 
      I’ve never been able to figure that out. It was – you know – one of those 
      life experiences. We get down to Tassajara, get to the gate, drive on in. 
      He gets out of the car, bows to me, I bow to him, and he walks off. 
       So that was the 
      trip. The real trip was yet to come. It was late afternoon or evening – 
      and someone said we’re going to get you fitted up with a robe – and da da 
      da da da get fitted with an oryoki and all this stuff. And I’m just going 
      along with the program now. They said get up next morning and eat and then 
      after that he [Phillip] said come with me and I said where are we going 
      and he said you’re going to sit tangaryo and I said what the hell is that? 
      And he took me to one of the pine rooms and he said, you’re going to sit 
      here all day. I said you’ve got to be out of your mind. I said, I didn’t 
      come down here to sit all day. And he said well that’s what you’ve got to 
      do. And I said when is there a bus back or when is someone going back out? 
      Cause I can’t see sitting here for a day. And he said no one’s going out 
      so this is what you have to do. It’s what Suzuki Roshi wants you to do. 
      And I said, oh my god. [In tangaryo] I 
      proceed to do a review of my life from day one. I had a very funny – I’m 
      sure many other Zen students have had that experience – of just reviewing 
      my life. And somewhere in the afternoon I got to my college days which 
      were only a couple of years back – and I just got completely bored. And I 
      said stop. And I still had thoughts as I recall, but I wasn’t following a 
      discursive path. And it was physically like anything else for someone 
      who’d never sat except the few times at the Soto temple. I was 
      uncomfortable. But for some reason I just decided to do it. So when this 
      was all over – ah, now I remember. When that was all over – now we need to 
      get you a robe and an oryoki – because you’re going to sit with the rest 
      of the students in the zendo and I said, well, what does that mean? And he 
      described it.  And the next 
      morning, Suzuki Roshi introduced me to the temple. He didn’t do anything – 
      it was more informal – but it was like an introduction to the community 
      and he was accepting me as a monk. I haven’t talked about this very much 
      over the years, but it was a pretty weird experience to come in off the 
      ground – and I know this has happened billions of times across the world – 
      but to come in on ground zero, get a robe on you, be taught to use the 
      oryoki and then marched into the zendo as a monk – now everyone knew I was 
      only there for a week. I was a commercial banker. I was going back to do 
      that thing which I did. That was pretty powerful. And then of course when 
      it came time for work – I remember that John Steiner and maybe one or two 
      others were assigned to Suzuki Roshi – to go pick up stones out of the 
      creek for the septic system. I remember several days working silently with 
      Suzuki Roshi picking up stones. And it was a very sweet experience. That’s 
      how I got to know John Steiner. We were rock pickers together.  Anyway, it’s not 
      that my memory is bad because of age, it’s that I haven’t remembered these 
      details for years. Life went on. I was a monk for a week, and then I went 
      back to San Francisco. I was told once again by Phillip to meet him at 
      some damned obnoxious hour like four thirty 
      or five o’clock – well before 
      sunrise. And I said okay. Is anybody going back with us? And he said, just 
      Suzuki Roshi. [laughing]. So here I am again in the back seat of this 
      little Volvo. Suzuki Roshi climbs in, bows at me, I bow at him, and he 
      starts talking. And we never stopped talking, just like I’m talking now, 
      for the four hour ride back to San Francisco. Now I’d never heard of him 
      doing that before. It seems very unusual to me – particularly to the 
      counterpoint of silence on the ride coming down. If I had that 
      conversation on tape, it would be worth gold – because he just opened up 
      on everything. And the only thing I particularly remember was Richard 
      Baker. There was a long conversation in depth about Baker and what he was 
      doing and what he was going to do and ta da ta da ta da. And I was quite 
      surprised to hear this conversation and to participate in it and he’d ask 
      me what my opinion was of this or that. And it was a dialogue that I’ve 
      wished forever that I had on tape – because it was pretty wide ranging. 
      And that’s why I told people around the troubles at 
      Zen 
      Center that Suzuki Roshi really knew what he was doing, he knew what he 
      was taking on. A lot of people had the opinion that Baker hoodwinked 
      Suzuki Roshi or got away with murder or did lots of stuff that Suzuki 
      Roshi didn’t know about etc etc etc – and that definitely was not my 
      conversation with Suzuki Roshi. It wasn’t like, this is the perfect human 
      being. But he chose, and I think he chose well to have someone who could 
      build Zen 
      Center and make it stable and 
      sustainable.  So I was really 
      influenced by that. I went back to my banking. I’d show up occasionally at 
      Zen 
      Center – that building had been 
      purchased. And I went back to Tassajara for a weekend or two. In ‘67 I got 
      married again and at my wedding Richard Baker and Suzuki Roshi were there 
      and I had dim sum and nigiri sushi in the food for the wedding – which all 
      my Western friends thought was hilarious. And I don’t remember when the 
      discussion took place but there was an invitation to take my oryoki and my 
      robe and go back to Tassajara, jump back in – and that’s what I did. But 
      my conversations with Suzuki Roshi that week were limited.. I wasn’t 
      training with him but I still had the same feeling of connection and it 
      was wonderful. He was realized and compassionate. In a different way than 
      the Dalai Lama and Thich Nhat Hanh who had similar auras – their 
      personalities show up. The Dalai Lama is more open, friendly, political, 
      all that kind of stuff. Their basic natures were similar and yet I had no 
      attraction to them like I did to Suzuki Roshi.  So I don’t remember 
      when I saw him last before he died. It must have been when Baker Roshi was 
      installed. I’m sure I was there for that because I remember bringing Baker 
      Roshi a present. So I didn’t have any direct interaction with Suzuki Roshi 
      at that though I could see him and see his frailness and his illness But 
      other than that he was unchanged to my eyes and to my feeling. So what I 
      observed, and this was only occasionally when he got ill, was that the 
      illness didn’t change him, didn’t change his energy. I don’t know how else 
      to say it. I still felt connected to him. I still felt he was the same. He 
      was just a suffering buddha rather than a happy buddha.  I’m trying to think 
      if there’s anything else – cause my observations of him were set the first 
      time I met him – when I saw who he was and what he was. It’s very evident 
      to me. And of course those two trips – the silent one down and the 
      chatterbox one back were – rather unusual to me. And I haven’t talked 
      about that except to a few people. I’m sure it’s something you haven’t 
      heard. It’s not like I was part of the inner circle. I was always 
      connected to Richard Baker. And John Steiner became a close personal 
      friend. And when I went back to Tassajara as a full time monk in ‘77, that 
      was due to Steiner and my conversation that he encouraged me to ask Baker 
      Roshi if I could go to Tassajara. And that was terribly unusual because in 
      those days you had to have been practicing for two years – there were some 
      real requirements – and I just violated them all. That was between Baker 
      Roshi and myself. But that’s not what you’re asking me about. D – No, I’m happy to 
      hear anything you have to say.  J – That’s a 
      continuation of the connection of Baker Roshi to Suzuki Roshi and I was 
      able to transition from a friend to a student because I could connect very 
      deeply with Richard Baker. [Jack’s been ill and 
      his voice is getting weaker] And I had just been 
      going through a divorce and Baker Roshi invited me to Tassajara for the 
      weekend, and John Steiner was already down there and he and I were 
      standing outside the gate and he said, ask him if you can go and I went wa 
      wa wa wa wa wa wa – I’m 235 pounds, a soft banker – I hadn’t been 
      meditating and so on and so forth and other students might remember – 
      there was actually a book on how long I would last. Nobody thought I’d 
      make it through seven days of tangaryo, least of all me. I mean – I 
      thought I was going to die multiple times. It was the experience of my 
      life. But I’m so goddamn stubborn, I’m not going to give up. So I toughed 
      it out and barely made it through tangaryo by the skin of my teeth. But 
      made lifelong friends in that process. I knew John Steiner but did not 
      know John Bernie or Dave Flegel (sp?) and they were in tangaryo. Half of 
      the new group sat against one wall and half sat against the other. And I 
      looked over there and checked people out energetically and I’d go 
      [humming] whoa – I’ve got to check out that person – they’re going to be 
      important and [humming] whoa! What do we have here (looking at someone 
      else). And I identified Bernie and Flegel as life long friends just by 
      looking at them across the zendo.  D – You mentioned 
      the Dalai Lama and Thich Nhat Hanh. Did you have some experience with them? J – You know - I was 
      the original project manager of Spirit Rock and hired all the people, 
      supervised the early construction, all the roads and infrastructure, the 
      first series of buildings were all my doing. I took it to the board of 
      supervisors and the planning commission, did all that. I don’t know if you 
      know that stuff. D – Oh. No I didn’t. J – I had started 
      sitting once a week with Jack Kornfield at the urging of John Bernie. John 
      and I had a life long association. He would take me to all of his 
      spiritual finds like John Kline and Robert Adams, - I went to Sedona to 
      spend some time with Robert Adams etc and we’d have these experiences. And 
      I figured it was only just that I was the one who introduced him to 
      Adyashanti. And because of Spirit Rock I got to organize speakers. I was 
      the major domo I guess. I heard Thich Nhat Hanh talk but I could not make a 
      connection with him. I could recognize him as a very spiritual man but I 
      just couldn’t get there. I had the same experience with the Dalai Lama 
      because some years ago he came to Spirit Rock and met with all the board 
      members and teachers and yada yada yada. I’d met him earlier in the late 
      sixties with John Steiner. He just didn’t click with me. There are certain 
      teachers who I can go deep with and click and others who I can recognize 
      who they are I’m not going to meet their kind of spiritual penetration.
       D – How about 
      Adyashanti? J – Oh, absolute 
      depth and immediacy. Yeah. Yeah. I’ve described him as the leader of the 
      third school, sort of in the third generation of Buddhist teachers. And he 
      learned from American Buddhists. And he had the fortune to be raised by 
      good parents, loving parents and he did his thing you know – bicycle 
      racing, whatever. When I met him he had just started teaching in Berkeley. 
      One of my ex lovers had taken me to that. The first time I met him there 
      was an instant connection, a dissolving, So it’s been that way with him 
      and no accident that he and Bernie – and John’s always been an extremely 
      close friend of mine and I relate to him as I related to Suzuki Roshi or 
      Adyashanti. I’ve sat and dissolved with him and gone to some pretty deep 
      spiritual places.  So this is the 
      genesis of it. It was a combination of Suzuki Roshi and Richard Baker that 
      got me - very different people, but very much of one mind. Dick’s 
      something. He’s a very complicated case. D – I was just in 
      touch with him. J - I haven’t seen 
      him since a year ago at that thing underneath the Golden Gate. D – I was there. 
      Paul Rosenblum and I were his assistants. I did absolutely nothing. It 
      just got me in free.   J – [Laughing] That 
      first connection was the big connection. And of course when Richard Baker 
      got into all those troubles I became nobody’s friend. Because he had his 
      own apologies for it and I said, you just don’t understand. Yeah they’re 
      adults, yeah they’re free to choose, yeah you have an arrangement with 
      your wife – that doesn’t cut it. And I’d also say to people at Zen 
      Center, 
      for Christ’s sake, you can’t just throw a roshi into the street like that. 
      If he misbehaves, you retrain him.  D – I don’t think it 
      was students. I think it was student – Lucy. Uncool but not the crowd he’s 
      accused of. Anna was part of his ivory tower. J - His explanation 
      was that these were worldly women and I believe he was genuinely in love 
      with Anna. D – Yeah, an 
      adulterous affair for sure – that lasted one weekend.     J – It didn’t 
      endear me to anybody. I’ve told plenty of people at 
      Zen 
      Center, you’re wrong throwing him out.  D – He wasn’t thrown 
      out. He quit. But many people were angry and very conciliatory. J – Not in the 
      least.  D – But like you 
      say, he didn’t make it any easier.  J – And you notice 
      that when Norm Fischer did that reconciliation, that Paul Rosenblum sat on 
      one side [of Baker] and I sat on the other. And by the end of it I was 
      sitting next to Steve Weintraub. D – He was the 
      angriest. J – Yes. So I sat 
      next to Steve. In essence what I did throughout the whole thing, being a 
      mediator, that was my way of mediating it. Showing my support for Richard 
      Baker and showing my support for Steve Weintraub. People didn’t notice 
      that I’m sure but I made an unannounced effort to show that I really was 
      impartial. And I am impartial. Richard Baker did things he shouldn’t have 
      done and the community did things they shouldn’t have done – but they did. 
      It is what it is. It’s sad because it’s had a huge effect. And I’ve always 
      appreciated Norm’s ability to put that thing together.  D – There are other 
      things that have happened. Like Lew Richmond instigated the disciples 
      meetings and those went quite well with Richard and most others who were 
      ordained by Suzuki who were alive. Everyone but Grahame and Silas and 
      Angie came at first. Some who weren’t disciples came like Yvonne, Steve 
      Weintraub, Jane Schneider, Della, Betty, Katherine Thanas. Then a smaller 
      group continued meeting. We had about five or so meetings. Dick came to 
      all of them and they went very well. Initially there was some grumbling 
      but they were overall quite harmonious. Lew started it but Peter Schneider 
      kept it all together.  J – You’ve never 
      interviewed me because I was not an integral part of, never part of the 
      upper levels of discussions of all kinds of stuff.  D – Well, I have no 
      criteria like that. I interview anybody who met Suzuki Roshi. J – I understand. 
      It’s just that my connections to Suzuki Roshi and Zen
      Center are extremely personal and 
      at a distance.  D – I’m very happy 
      to have your memories and there are many other people I’d like to get to 
      but it’s a matter of resources and time and everything. So what else? J – I’ve mentioned 
      the important groups I’ve been involved with. Obviously the big one 
      outside of the Zen 
      Center was Spirit Rock. I spent about 
      four years on that and when I got final approval from the board on what I 
      had crafted I told Jack Kornfield I’d done my thing. And as usual I’d 
      stomped on a lot of toes. That’s my style. I can’t stand it when people 
      don’t understand things. That’s my style. It’s a weakness. Not enough 
      compassion. There were times when I was the only one on the board who 
      wanted something. Jack Kornfield agreed with me. At times he was the only 
      one who agreed with me. We went through the public hearing without one 
      single dissenting voice from the audience. And with 400 acres – a negative 
      declaration, never an EIR. That was sort of a capstone and I’ve been a 
      mediator ever since though I’ve dabbled in a few other things.  D – And you didn’t 
      continue banking? J – [No] After eight 
      years or so I became assistant to the president of Crocker which became 
      Well’s Fargo.  D – What year were 
      you born? J – ’38. In 
      Rochester 
      New York. D – How about a 
      quick summary of what happened then? J – I spent the 
      first year and a half with loving parents. My father died. My mother lost 
      it. So I was in foster homes till I was about seven and in an orphanage 
      till I was about thirteen.  D – How was the 
      orphanage? J – A snake pit. For 
      example, the girls were stripped naked and beaten with rubber hoses. It 
      was the Hillside Children’s Center. There was a bully and if a boy 
      misbehaved, you were put in a boxing ring and knocked senseless. And 
      another punishment was a belt over bare back and buttocks.  D – Was it run by a 
      religion? J – No, it was run I 
      believe by the county. It was a snake pit. When I graduated at seventeen, 
      half the children I’d lived with since thirteen were already in jail.
       D – What happened 
      after you were thirteen. J – My mother who 
      had remarried, took me out of the orphanage to live with a cruel 
      stepfather, a neurotic ex NFL football player.  D – What was his 
      name? J – Joe [can’t 
      understand last name]. So that was a traumatic few years. One night when 
      they were really into arguing he was really berating my mother in the 
      living room and I got out of bed and loaded my carbine with seven hollow 
      points and waited and thought if he lays a hand on her he’s going to get a 
      body full of lead. D – Did you warn 
      him? J – Nah. I kept the 
      gun in the bed with me and when I heard he was asleep I left the house and 
      that was the end of that. My mother got an apartment and my last two years 
      of high school I was fairly close to the school. D – And you went to 
      college. J – That’s the fun 
      part. I had the most prestigious scholarship in the United States. 
      National competition. There were five of us at Cornell and we lived in the 
      scholarship house complete with liveried waiters, linen, all nice stuff, 
      our own wine cellar, And we entertained everyone who came to the campus. I 
      got Martin Luther King drunk at four in the morning. I have a lot of 
      stories. I stayed there a year but I had very bad health. Before I was the 
      third or fourth leading encyclopedia salesman on the East Coast. So I had 
      my own crew and was driving all over New York state selling encyclopedias 
      – before college. But I was also sick and I had to give up after a couple 
      of months because I couldn’t breathe. It was asthma, very bad asthma. But 
      I finally figured it out. I couldn’t take the East Coast. So I applied to 
      Stanford and was accepted and when I hit California that was the end of 
      asthma. That was ’57. I dropped out of college for a year – sold 
      encyclopedias, pots and pans, worked for a gas station and re-entered at
      Berkeley. 
      I graduated Phi Beta Kappa with my own major. I was allowed to take any 
      upper level graduate course I wanted.  D – Didn’t you have 
      a general area of study? J – No. There were 
      13 of us who were chosen as guinea pigs for UC Santa Cruz and we were 
      given free reign on the campus, Berkeley campus. They were studying how to 
      organize Santa Cruz and used us as sort of a test thing. It was called a 
      humanities field major. We could take anything.  D – What happened 
      after you graduated? J – Before I 
      graduated I convinced my professors to give me tutorials and I went to 
      work for Crocker. I had the biggest scholarship at Berkeley for graduate 
      work and the bank paid me more than a Harvard MBA. The bank gave me any 
      courses I wanted. That was a very very very fast pass. Within three or 
      four years I was one of the largest money managers on the West Coast.
       D – Did you continue 
      to go to classes? J – No, I’d just 
      crib texts (tests?). Like the first job I had as assistant to the bank was 
      to make a budget. The bank had never had a budget. They had great bean 
      counters who knew where all the beans were, but nobody had ever attempted 
      to budget or control it. I made a few enemies because I uncovered all the 
      slush funds, overdone areas, deadwood. I did a thing that had only been 
      done at Chase Manhattan called liability management.  D – How are you 
      doing financially right now? J – Terrible. D – How come? J – [Laughing] I got 
      caught in the downdraft of 2008. I was right but my timing was off. Too 
      many eggs in one basket. At the same time I was getting ill and my 
      business was failing because of the circumstances, nothing I could 
      control. Every Joe turned into a mediator, every lawyer turned into a 
      mediator. I used to be one of the leading mediators and trained mediators 
      in the nineties. I trained judges at mediation.  D – So when did you 
      become a mediator? J – Back to the 
      timeline. I left the bank in ‘72 and went into vineyards and art projects. 
      I went to Tassajara in ‘77 and was there and the City Center through ‘81. 
      Then from ’81 through ’86 I did my own business deals – venture capital 
      etc. And then in ’86 I started doing Spirit Rock. In ’89, ’90, I started 
      doing mediation. A woman I knew who was one of the leaders in the field I 
      ran into at a party and she said, you’re better than anyone I know already 
      and you haven’t done a thing. So I did training with her for a year and we 
      started doing cases and here I am. I haven’t found anything else that 
      excites the hell out of me. Every time I do a mediation I go into states 
      with people but if I told them that they’d run like hell. By the time I’ve 
      finished, the magic has been done.  D – And right now 
      you’re pretty ill, right? J – I’ve got 
      congestive heart failure and peripheral arterial disease and multiple 
      blood clots in my lungs and some cancer. Other than that, I’m healthy as a 
      horse.  D – What type of 
      cancer? J – Skin cancer, 
      fortunately. D – But you’re not 
      dying. J – The doctors say 
      I could die any day. D – You could also 
      get better. J – I’ve been trying 
      for years. It’s a little hard to do business when I sound like this. 
      [raspy voice] D – You sound 
      alright now. J – [laughing] It’s 
      early in the morning. It’ll get weaker all day. And then I’ll take a nap 
      in the afternoon and it will be normal again.  D – But you had bad 
      cancer fourteen years ago, right? J – I should be 
      dead. I had a lymphoma wrapped around my heart and lungs the size of a 
      small football. I was pronounced with less than a day to live three 
      separate times. The oncologist came in and said we’re going to take you to 
      the operating room and I said explain to me what you’re gonna do and he 
      said they were going to go in through my throat and I said do it here, 
      that I’m so weak you’re not going to put me under. Then after that he said 
      I had to go to the operating room because they couldn’t do enough and I 
      said, dig a bigger hole. [laughing] So they did it and gave me a cocktail 
      and it was working and the cancer started receding, spent another couple 
      of weeks in a private room and walked out the door.  D – Alright. J – Nobody thought 
      I’d ever do that.  D – Where are you 
      living now? J – I’ve been living 
      for the last fourteen years in a condo across from the Civic Center in 
      Marin County. DC note – Jack and I 
      chatted some more. I said I’d try to come visit him, and we said goodbye. 
 From an email exchange with Peter Tjeerdsma (Jack's son) in 2025 Among my father Jack’s last requests, he asked that half of his ashes be scattered on the ridge overlooking Spirit Rock, and the remainder be interred at Tassajara. Jack Kornfield arranged a small ceremony that spring (photos here). I then did work-study at Tassajara during that fall's interim (photos here), helping to roof the new gatehouse and re-roof part of the Kaisando. Leslie James enclosed Jack's humble urn in an elegant traditional rice-paper wrapping, and Greg Fain held a small ceremony, resting it in the Kaisando near Suzuki-Roshi’s cenotaph, pending development of a long-term community memorial site. 
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