23 Nisan!
April 23, 2016
(Toyo's death day: 21 April 2016) Süha ERTEKİN
Around 23:30 last night, the children went to sleep, and when we said let's sit down calmly, the news we received from our friend Beatrix, our comrade, shook us like a severe earthquake. As I write these lines, I cannot express my heart…
"How come? It can not be real! “
My voices on the phone mean nothing!
My teachers Petra and Toyo Kobayashi-couple, whom I have sincerely joined the T'ai Chi Ch'uan journey since 1991, are no longer a couple. My master, Toyo Kobayashi, unfortunately passed away on Thursday afternoon, as a result of a diagnosed aneurysm (bubble burst-bleeding in the brain).
Who am I going to push hands with now with the taste of my mouth?
With whom am I going to practice tai chi technique by cheering up and deepening?...
Huang Sheng Shyan(1910-1992), student of Prof. Cheng Man Ching; “I am a sinking ship, take my precious cargo before it sinks!” When he said that, he was old enough for his students to accept his passing.
Toyo was just 66 years old! He is only 9 years older than me…I thought we had more time(s) to take the burden off him.
Life has repeated its lesson again. “Live without delay!”
Good to know you, Toyo! I learned T'ai Chi from you! “was my teacher!” You have lived as a person I will always be proud of. I hope you enjoyed us as "my student"! Beatrix said on the phone: "I just have good memories in my brain about him"
What else could it be? Same goes for me. For once, he hasn't broken anyone's heart. He had a relaxing effect on his students beyond the words "relax"-"relax", which he always talked about with a smile on his face.
I'm glad I invited you, Petra, to Istanbul in 2010. What a great weekend workshop we had at BU Kilyos-Sarıtepe campus. I was going to invite you again… Ah, the endless troubles of the world! O untimely death!
I will always miss our conversations in our camps, in the monasteries in the evening, your pranks, the way we knocked over fine wheat beers, the way you made us laugh to the point of wetting our pants, and the cute desperation that sat on your face when you sometimes couldn't explain what you wanted to say because of language deficiency. How all lost, irretrievably lost loved ones are missed!
After the phone hung up last night, I popped a beer. In my silence, as the vivid moments passed in front of me with you, I raised my glass to you and drank that beer even though my tears were mixed with the beer I drank.
You have been added to my untimely and irreversible losses! But all this deepened the same knowledge for me:
Never take it for granted! Even if the price seems heavy at first, it is of great benefit in the search for inner peace in the integrity of life and in the emergence of a state of satisfaction.
Never delay!
Don't be stingy in expressing love! Do not regret expressing love even when it is not understood!
I am already polishing the state of enlightenment I experienced while putting others in the ground before I put you in the ground. I will be among those who surrender their body, which was formed by the labor of years and whose graceful movement ability has ended, to nature.
Well! This is the situation!
Let me have an answer to this untimely death:
I will practice more T'ai Chi. With my own colors and contributions, I will convey what I have taught to those who take the road with sincerity and love and those who want to receive it. Okay, I won't be able to do push hands with you anymore, but I will do push hands with a small number of Taichi students who have the patience and intent to deepen. I will pass on what I know to my children if they want to learn…
Through our T'ai Chi studies, I will continue our call to live elegantly in this rough world, without despair.
I will give my love to the comrades who are not tired of receiving my love with my stinginess, which I did not know anyway.
Your permanent students will always remember you with good memories. Because you never let them experience the negative!
When I come to such an end, I don't know if my students will remember me as we remember you. How many broken hearts will I leave? I hope ever?
Lots of light, my dear Toyo Kobayashi, my teacher. my master…
Toyo's life path
Lebenslauf?
Vita?
28 /4/ 2016
Petra KOBAYASHI's speech at the funeral for her husband Toyo
What can we say about Toyo's 66-year life?
In order to explain; the same year, day, hour, minute we need time.
We can't replace Toyo...
Love and respect for the things and people he came into contact with was in his essence.
He gave, but he was always able to stay himself…
He did what he did without purpose, he lived…
It was already so, it was so obvious that it was so…
He provided support in line with whatever was important to the other person and whatever he needed…
He didn't need a target…
He was already there…
was now…
So every moment of his life was filled…
His presence was a gift…
HE IS! what did he leave behind?
- a very well cultivated ground-soil…
Now it's our turn…