Shoes Outside the Door:
Desire, Devotion and Excess at San Francisco Zen Center
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The story of Shoes Outside the Door
When I first heard about Zen Center, I was astonished that the
remarkable history of the first Buddhist monastery outside of Asia
was unwritten. I began to ask why no one had told this story. “I’m
living proof of why you better not speak out,” explained one
ordained Zen priest. “The degree to which I’ve been scapegoated
publicly was most effective in keeping everyone else quiet.”
In 1959, a Japanese priest started to practice Zen in America with a
few students, poets, painters, and drifters, and by 1980 the San
Francisco Zen Center had become huge and hugely successful, accruing
wealth, property, and prestige. And its exquisite aesthetics were
tinged with the glamour of celebrity. Zen Center’s real estate
holdings included the Tassajara Hot Springs near Big Sur, Green
Gulch Farm in Marin County, a clothing company, and a bakery.
Longtime member Ed Brown’s Tassajara Bread Book was riding
the bestseller lists, and Zen Center’s popular upscale vegetarian
restaurant, Green’s, was inspiring a generation of cooks and chefs.
Zen students found themselves working as waitresses and busboys,
serving dinner to Ken Kesey, the Dalai Lama, Stewart Brand, Gregory
Bateson, and then-Governor Jerry Brown.
In 1983, this hot core of the counterculture experienced a meltdown.
And the most prominent community of Buddhists in the West found
themselves at the vanguard of a cultural revolt against spiritual
authority.
For more than three years, I researched this story. Ultimately, I
interviewed more than a hundred people associated with Zen Center. I
spent months reading everything from personal diaries and letters to
meeting minutes and budgets as the first non-member given access to
the Zen Center archives. And I carried with me the words of one of
the first young men to practice at Zen Center: “Everyone was
desperate,” he told me. “The quality of practice then—it was like
being in the catacombs. We were fugitive heretics—junkies,
prostitutes, screwed-up adolescents, and runaways—and most of us
were too young to know what to do with the serious life experiences
we’d had in the world.” |