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Kiyomizu Temple:

A fun temple!

Kiyomizu Temple (清水寺, Kiyomizudera), a Buddhist Temple in Kyoto, Japan, is a popular tourist destination. If you look in any Japan travel guidebook, you’ll probably find a photo of Kiyomizu Temple’s large, wooden “stage” (balcony) overlooking the city of Kyoto.

We found Kiyomizu Temple at the end of a 15-minute hike up a winding touristy street lined with gift shops. Just inside the temple grounds, we stopped at Tainai-meguri (AKA: Zuigudo Hall). Most tourists walk right past Tainai-meguri, even though it is one of the most unusual and interesting things to do in all of Kyoto. The main reason that visitors bypass it: they have no idea what’s inside. Had I not done my research, I would have walked past it too.

Just to the left of the main entrance to Kiyomizu Temple, I saw a non-descript brown and white building and a short line of Japanese school children waiting to enter it. The only English words on the signs were “No Picture.” One sign indicated a cost of 100 yen. I assumed that this was Tainai-meguri. We joined the queue and were handed a card on which a nebulous explanation of the experience inside Tainai-meguri was written, in English. We were instructed to remove our shoes, which we deposited in provided bags; placed 100 yen coins in the dish by the woman collecting the admission fee; and followed a single-file line of people down some stairs and into the darkness.

No matter how they tried, my eyes couldn’t see anything at all. As I made my way through the pitch black, the only thing guiding me was a chain of large wooden beads. They felt like they undulated as my hand slowly moved over them. I might have walked straight, or I might have walked in circles. It was hard to tell. I knew that my friend was in front of me, but I had no idea how close or far away he was. The experience wasn’t nearly as disconcerting as it seemed like it should be. The beaded rope was comforting. I felt safe.

After a few minutes of walking blind, I saw a large stone. I suddenly became aware of people around me. Everyone had walked so silently through the darkness that, up until that moment, I had felt like I was alone. I joined the other people, put my hands on the cold stone, spun it, and made a wish. Then I ascended back into the daylight. [Note: Tainai-meguri is open from 9 AM until 4 PM].

We paid 300 yen each to enter the main attraction: Kiyomizu Temple. Our first stop was its "famous" balcony. Standing on the balcony was nice, but not quite the breath-taking experience that brochures and guidebooks describe. Below us, we could see people lined up to drink the temple’s sacred water (more on that later).

Before we moved on, I stopped to admire a pot of burning incense sticks. A group of school children stood nearby, listening as their teacher offered a lesson, in Japanese. Noticing my interest in the incense pot, the teacher turned to me, and gestured that I should pick up an unburned stick of incense. I followed his lead as he showed me how to light it, hold it perpendicular to the layer of ash at the top of the pot, and then let it go. My incense stick landed in the pot sticking straight up, just like the others. I smiled and thanked the man, who was a born teacher, even when he and his student didn’t speak the same language.

We explored the temple grounds and found the path from which most of the tourist brochure photos of the Kiyomizu Temple balcony are taken (see top photo on the right). I liked this view better than the view from the temple’s balcony, because we could see the interesting balcony itself. We took some photos and then went in search of a small vermillion pagoda that we had spotted from the balcony. The pagoda was nestled in the trees on the outskirts of the temple grounds.

After a short walk and some stair-climbing we found that the small pagoda was much more intriguing from a distance, although it's location did offer a nice view of the main hall balcony with its balcony and the attractive buildings at the temple entrance.

While we were visiting the pagoda, a group of school children approached my friend and asked him if he would be able to help them with a school assignment. After confirming that he spoke English and was willing to chat with them, they asked a few questions about where we were from and our trip to Japan. They jotted down his answers in their assignment books. When they were through, they asked if they could take a photo with us. We agreed. Afterward, they obliged us by allowing us to take a photo with our cameras too!

Kiyomizudera means “the temple of pure water.” Visitors to the temple line up to drink the sacred water from Otowa Waterfall. I joined the zigzagging queue. At the end of the line, I pulled a long metal ladle from the sterilizer. I stepped up to the stone railing, reached out with my ladle, and caught some spring water from one of the three tiny streams flowing over the roof above us. Then I did my best to properly wash each of my hands, before drinking some of the water as I made a wish.

Our final stop at Kiyomizu Temple was the “Love Stones” in front of Jishu Shrine. Jishu Shrine is dedicated to the deity of love and matchmaking. We knew we’d found the stones when we saw a sign declaring, “Here is the Famous Love Stone,” in multiple languages. There was also a plaque that explained the story of the love-fortune-telling stones in English. Apparently, if you are able to successfully walk the approximately 18-meter distance between the two stones with your eyes closed, you will soon find true love. If you require assistance, then you will need help in your quest for love. If you can’t complete the task, it will be a long time before you find your soulmate.

I placed my heels at the first stone and closed my eyes. Then slowly, carefully, I inched my way forward into the crowded plaza. In my mind, I was traveling straight, but after a few minutes, my hands touched something wooden. I knew that there were no wooden objects along my intended path. Disappointed, I turned away from the wooden object. Although I’m not one to give up, I already knew that I had failed. I kept inching forward, slowly and carefully, until I hit something with my feet. People cheered around me. I opened my eyes. I was standing at the opposite love stone! I’d done it!?!



According to my friend, I’d walked all the way to one side of the plaza, then I’d veered off in the wrong direction for a while, but I’d changed course and finally headed for the stone.

“You peeked, didn’t you?” my friend asked.

I hadn’t. And so, although I will head in the wrong direction at first, I will soon find my soulmate … at least according to the Kiyomizu Temple love rocks.

I did this in 2013 in Kyoto, Japan.

Jen (California, USA)

P.S. Inspired by my trip to Japan, I wrote a novel called Lost in Tokyo, about a girl finding herself and falling in love. Lost in Tokyo is on sale now at Amazon.com and is FREE with Kindle Unlimited or Amazon Prime!


See all of the highlights of Jen's visit to Japan!