The sudden death of my father, my own big accident, and the devastating earthquake and tsunami that struck Japan left me with no will to live.
One day, my father came to me in a dream and told me to go to a village where he used to live. Following his words, I arrived at a place hidden in deep snow. There, ZAIDO a 1300-year-old ritual was being performed. It is a beautiful, but harsh ritual, so I was impressed by the devotion of the performers, protecting what had almost been lost due to war, disease, and disaster. It is through their dedication that I am able to find a meaning to life again.