Posts Tagged ‘Scott Avery’

by James C. Stephens


Wednesday, June 4, 1975

Cut some more pealee grass today out in the country. Got Scott to come along by telling Dale he needed to get out of the warehouse. Had a good time, especially the dip in the ocean afterwards, pants and all. Worked til 1:00 AM.

Thursday, June 5, 1975

Went to bamboo forest at 9:00 this morning to get 3,000 more feet to finish off the rest of our projects. The ranger rode in our van. I guess re’s really a heavy guy being personally responsible for us to move the island to Waikiki. He told us all about plants and their history on our way to the bamboo forest. He us about the volcanoes and how they flow into the area and create deep holes on the big Island. He cautioned us not to wander into the grass. This once was a volcanic area and the lava burned out trees and their root system and this left big holes in the ground. People disappear every year into these death traps. Wow!

After we got back, right before dinner I was told I and about 7 other guys were going to zadankai meetings. All right!

Well, I ate and headed back to the hotel. My roommate (Scott Avery) and I proceeded to get into a yell out. Woo! Mr. Murie said a lot of tension was in the air. He said some thing that really hurt, but strangely I really picked something out from it which is really true about my nature. He said, “Can’t you be just one of the guys?” That is what I’ve been chanting about for several months. I believe this will change for the better.

I found myself giving guidance. Again my arrogant nature. This MUST CHANGE! And WILL!

At the discussion meeting tonight of Cam Chapter I really felt this was a new beginning of my practice. I had a very different attitude at this meeting. This time rather than criticizing the meeting inside, I really was digging what NSA was all about. People. Scott and I really dug the meeting and the people. Of course it was such a trip all these different people chanting.

Afterwards we had coffee with Mr. Tamara and his daughter and a YMD leader. It was such a refreshing experience for my practice. I got my first Hawaiian ley at this meeting.

by James C. Stephens


May 14, 1975 Wednesday

We, meaning the advance crew arrived at about four o’clock this afternoon in Hawaii. After arriving we received a briefing from Mr. Jackson and Mr. Hirama on the great importance, the significance, and responsibility of participating in this Pre-Bicentennial Convention. They both said it really looks impossible at this time, but they really feel that we can reply to President Ikeda and Mr. William’s dreams. We were also give strict Tozan Spirit guidance.

After dinner we worked at the (the old Dole Pineapple)warehouse and boy am I tired right now! Will continue tomorrow.

 Chanted 1 hour. 12:15 AM

May 15, 1975 Thursday

Got up early and chanted a vigorous Gongyo with my four roommates: Mike Hayes, Scott Avery, Philip Louis and Scott Ferguson.

Afterwards we went to the warehouse and cleaned the remaining sections. Last night we swept and hosed and broomed all the floors. What a big warehouse!

We built the lunch benches for the meals we will have at lunch and dinner each day. What a groovy meal room.

Human Revolution’s intensity is definitely on the rise. (chanted about 1 hour today.

Tired. Goodnight. 2:55 AM.

May 16, 1975-Friday

Chanted an hour today. Learned a lot of valuable lessons today. I went through a wringer of an obstacle following one guy. He is a carpenter and very impertinent with me. Well, I must learn how to cheerfully follow, no matter what.

Before we left for the hotel I was just trying to keep my mouth shut and grow up. I did a lot of self on-shitsu and pity. I hate when I go through that obstacle, it just makes me frustrated with myself.

I’m no better than anyone else in NSA. We’re equal. I must learn to enjoy being with all sorts of people and not feel uncomfortable or make them feel that way.

I must become happy builder of unity among people and find my nitch of personality. Some people have a lot of humor. What my trait is I don’t know too well. 1 hour daimoku.

May 17, 1975-Saturday

Built tables for saws today. Sent a postcard to Shibucho. Remember the guy I had trouble with yesterday? Well, I got what I chanted for-another chance to work with him. Now we’re becoming much closer friends. Funny how unity makes things more fun to do.

Went to a nightclub and had a beer with some Portland members.