In Memorium: Hakuryu Sojun, Mel Weitsman

Hakuryū Sōjun Mel Weitsman

July 20, 1929 – January 7, 2021

“We humbly pray that within the current of birth and death he shall be as the lustrous pearl shimmering undisturbed in the vast sea; that on the shore of nirvana he/she shall be as a cinnamon moon shining alone in the azure sky; so that he will guide the entire world, together climbing the path to awakening.”  – Soto School Scriptures for Daily Services and Practice, p. 68- 69

Hozan Alan Senauke, Acting Head Priest at BZC, shares an obituary and remembrance of Sojun Mel Weitsman:

With great sadness the sangha of Berkeley Zen Center announces that Hakuryu Sojun—White Dragon/Essence of Purity—Mel Weitsman peacefully passed from this world to the Pure Land of Buddhas and Ancestors at home, at 5:30pm on Thursday, January 7. He was 91 years old.

Sojun’s understated but clear leadership made BZC a steady beacon for Buddhist practitioners and other spiritual seekers in the East Bay. With a widening circle of dedicated Zen students, as guiding teacher and abbot at BZC for fifty-three years, Sojun created a place where there could be rigorous daily sitting practice integrated with people’s life of family, work, and service. He often spoke of BZC as a kind of “one room schoolhouse,” where each person could find the necessary teachings for their position in life. Anyone could knock on his office door and Sojun would invite them in.

Born in Los Angeles in 1929, Sojun Roshi’s broad life experience included years of art study and abstract expressionist painting, work as a house and boat painter, cab driver, and music instructor. But his life work was to embrace and sustain the practice of zazen passed from his teacher Shunryu Suzuki Roshi.

With Suzuki Roshi, Sojun founded Berkeley Zen Center in 1967. In 1984, Sojun received dharma transmission from Suzuki Roshi’s son, Hoitsu Suzuki Roshi, abbot of Rinso-In Temple in Japan, and was installed as BZC’s first abbot in 1985. In declining health, he stepped down as abbot in October 2020, assuming the position of Founding Dharma Teacher.

Sojun Roshi was deeply respected in the Zen community—in the U.S. and in Japan. His own warm embodiment of Suzuki Roshi’s “ordinary mind” was a path of steady and determined practice, the luminous quality of “nothing special.” Although Sojun had more than thirty transmitted dharma heirs leading Zen centers around the U.S., he was most at home in the lay-Zen community of Berkeley Zen Center, which continues to thrive.

Sojun Roshi is survived by his wife Liz Horowitz Weitsman, their son Daniel, and uncountable disciples and students across the United States and around the world. Cards and letters can be sent to Liz, Daniel, and the BZC sangha c/o Berkeley Zen Center, 1931 Russell Street, Berkeley, CA 94703.

— Hozan Alan Senauke, Acting Head Priest, BZC

The bulk of Sojun’s audio lectures are found at  Sojun Roshi’s forthcoming memoir and collection of lectures will be published by Counterpoint Press in 2021, as will a new collection of Suzuki Roshi lectures, edited by Sojun and Jiryu Rutschman-Byler.

Hozan also shared: A few of us sat with Sojun’s body this evening. We are grateful to have had a visit from Akiba Sokan to say goodbye to his friend. Announcements forthcoming about other ceremonies and gatherings. – Love, Hozan

Read the Lion’s Roar article posted on January 8th.

A few other Resources:

Mako and Mel at Berkeley Zen Center in 2005

Thank you

by Mel’s Wife, Liz Horowitz 

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the support many of you have given Mel and me, especially during the last month of Mel’s life, including visits so I could go out for a couple hours and not leave Mel alone; food for us when caring for Mel took up most of my time; and the time and energy a few of you, especially Andrea Thach, spent talking with me and sharing your warm hearted wisdom.  And for the last two weeks of Mel’s life, we had the wonderful support and assistance of Mel’s cousins, Dave and Linda Young, who traveled from Oregon to assist me in caring for Mel.  My gratitude to them is immeasurable.  

And thank you to all of you who wrote cards and emails expressing your support for me and your love and gratitude to Mel.  After Mel stopped reading them himself, I read them all aloud to him.  I cannot express how meaningful those words were for me, and I know they were for Mel too.  Thank you!

Alan asked me to post the following note, which I originally wrote to friends outside the Zen community:   

I am sad to report that Mel died, peacefully at home, at about 5:30 pm, January 7.  He had a good quality of life well beyond his expected lifespan after being diagnosed with bile duct cancer in September 2019.  Matter of fact, after he got a stent placed to open up his blocked bile duct, he felt just fine for about a year, and for a long time his terminal diagnosis seemed quite unreal.  Only in the past few months did he start having symptoms.  Up until then he had continued with all his usual activities, without even suffering the dreaded chemo side effects.  (After managing Mel’s treatment for a year, his oncologist said Mel’s underlying health was like a healthy 70 year old, not a 91 year old with terminal cancer.)  

Mel had a good life.  After a stint in the Marines, he studied at the San Francisco Art Institute under the abstract expressionist Clyfford Still.  Just when Mel’s work was beginning to gain recognition, he quit painting in order to devote himself to studying Zen Buddhism with Shunryu Suzuki Roshi in San Francisco.  Mel was also an accomplished recorder player, and taught recorder and played with various amateur chamber groups.  

But Mel’s true life’s work was founding (with Suzuki Roshi’s guidance) the Berkeley Zen Center in 1967 and nurturing it to become the thriving practice center and community it now is.  For the past few weeks I’ve been reading to Mel the cards, letters, and emails his students and disciples have sent him, and we have both been overwhelmed by the outpouring of love and gratitude Mel has received.  Here are passages from two cards that express why a couple of people are so grateful to him:

“You taught me to treasure the day-to-day, the ordinary.  I learned that when I slow down and focus on the moment in front of me, I realize what a miracle this moment is….  You taught me to see the beauty of the weeds in my garden… the beauty of imperfections.”

“My father died recently, and I can’t imagine going through the tumult and heartbreak of that without the ground of [Zen] practice beneath my feet.  You helped nourish that ground and prepare me to stand on it, so thank you, deep thank you.”

I’ve had struggles and arguments with Zen practice myself, and decades ago I dropped out of formal practice for the most part.  But I have always appreciated Zen practice, and Mel’s down to earth, unpretentious way of communicating its essence to people who come seeking a more satisfactory way to live their lives.  I will miss him very much.  


Austin Zen Center held a brief memorial chant of the Dai Hi Shin Dharani on Saturday, January 9th immediately following zazen, at 9:50am.