Wednesday, January 13, 2021

a multitude of others






From "the incessant workings of his mind and the physical activity
 displayed by the body... nothing of all that is from him, is him."
He, physically and mentally,  is the multitude of others.

On the mental plane, this "multitude of others" includes many beings
 who are his contemporaries: people he consorts with, with whom he chats,
 whose actions he watches. ... the individual absorbs a part of the various energies
 given off by those with whom he is in contact, and these incongruous energies, 
installing themselves in that which he considers his "I",
 form a swarming throng.
To a Westerner, Plato, Zeno, Jesus, Saint Paul, Calvin, Diderot,
 Jean Jacques Rousseau, Christopher Columbus, Marco Polo, 
Napoleon, and many others constitute a diversified crowd,...
 These names are only examples. The guests, whom X shelters
 in his particular guest-house, are not at all the same
 as those who live with Y.

"that which is compound", which is constituted by the combination of elements
 as a house is made up of stones, wood, etc., is only a collection, a group
 and in no way a real "ego".  Thus the individual is empty, 
everything is empty, because one can find nothing in it 
except the parts which constitute it.




 ~ Alexandra David-Neel and Lama Yongden
from The Secret oral teachings in Tibetan Buddhist Sects
art by Picasso


behind recognizable patterns

 
 


The Buddha described what we call “self” as a collection of aggregates -
 elements of mind and body - that function interdependently, 
creating the appearance of a woman or a man. 
 
We then identify with that image or appearance, taking it to be “I” or “mine,”
 imagining it to have some inherent self-existence.
 
 For example we get up in the morning, look in the mirror,
 recognize the reflection, and think, “Yes, that’s me again.” 
We then add all kinds of concepts to this sense of self:
 I’m a woman or a man, I’m a certain age,
 I’m a happy or unhappy person –
the list goes on and on.

When we examine our experience, though,
 we see that there is not some core being to whom experience refers;
 rather it is simply “empty phenomena rolling on.”
 It is “empty” in the sense that there is no one behind 
the arising and changing phenomena to whom they happen. 
 
A rainbow is a good example of this. 
We go out after a rainstorm and feel that moment of delight 
if a rainbow appears in the sky. Mostly, we simply enjoy the sight
 without investigating the real nature of what is happening.
 But when we look more deeply, it becomes clear that there is no “thing” 
called “rainbow” apart from the particular conditions of air and moisture and light. 
 
Our sense of self is like that rainbow - 
an appearance, arising from causes and conditions, 
that we cling to as ourselves, "my identity."
 
 
 
 
 
.- Joseph Goldstein
from  Tricycle
 
 
 
 

Monday, January 11, 2021

let go







Let go 
this 'everywhere' and this 'everything' in exchange for this 
'nowhere' and this 'nothing.' 
Never mind if you cannot fathom this nothing,
for I love it surely so much better. 
 
It is so worthwhile in 
itself that no thinking about it will do it justice. 
One can feel this nothing more easily than see it, 
for it is completely dark and hidden to 
those who have only just begun to look at it. 
 
Yet to speak more accurately, 
it is overwhelming spiritual light that blinds the soul that is experiencing it, 
rather than actual darkness or the absence of physical light. 
 
Who is it then, who is it then, who is calling it 'nothing'? 
Our outer self, to be sure, not our inner. 
Our inner self calls it 'All', 
for through it he is learning the secret of all things, 
physical and spiritual alike, 
without having to consider every single one separately 
on it's own.
 
 
 

~ The Cloud of Unknowing





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Sunday, January 10, 2021

capacity for solitude




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In the 20th century, the idea of solitude formed the centre of Hannah Arendt’s thought.
 A German-Jewish émigré who fled Nazism and found refuge in the United States,
 Arendt spent much of her life studying the relationship between the
 individual and the polis. For her, freedom was tethered to both the private sphere – 
the vita contemplativa – and the public, political sphere – the vita activa.
 She understood that freedom entailed more than the human capacity to act
 spontaneously and creatively in public. It also entailed the capacity to think
 and to judge in private, where solitude empowers the individual to contemplate
 her actions and develop her conscience, to escape the cacophony of the crowd – 
to finally hear herself think.

In our hyper-connected world, a world in which we can communicate 
constantly and instantly over the internet, we rarely remember
 to carve out spaces for solitary contemplation. 
 
We check our email hundreds of times per day; 
we shoot off thousands of text messages per month; 
we obsessively thumb through Twitter, Facebook and Instagram,
 aching to connect at all hours with close and casual acquaintances alike. 
We search for friends of friends, ex-lovers, people we barely know,
 people we have no business knowing. 
We crave constant companionship.

But, Arendt reminds us, if we lose our capacity for solitude,
 our ability to be alone with ourselves, then we lose our very ability to think. 
We risk getting caught up in the crowd. We risk being ‘swept away’,
 as she put it, ‘by what everybody else does and believes in’ – 
no longer able, in the cage of thoughtless conformity, to distinguish 
‘right from wrong, beautiful from ugly’. Solitude is not only a state 
of mind essential to the development of an individual’s consciousness – 
and conscience – but also a practice that prepares one for participation
 in social and political life. Before we can keep company with others,
 we must learn to keep company with ourselves.
 
 
 
~ Hannah Arendt
from
Read more at Aeon HERE


 
 

gratitude

 
 
 

 
 
After a wedding ceremony in Singapore a few years
ago, the father of the bride took his new son-in-law aside to give
him some advice on how to keep the marriage long and happy.
 
"You probably love my daughter a lot," he said to the young man.
 
"Oh yes!" the young man sighed.
 
"And you probably think that she is the most wonderful person
in the world," the old man continued.
 
"She's soooo perfect in each and every way," the young man 
cooed.
 
"That's how it is when you get married," said the old man, "But
after a few years, you will begin to see the flaws in my daughter.
When you do begin to notice her faults, I want you to remember 
this. If she didn't have those faults to begin with, Son-in-law, she
would have married someone much better than you!"
 
So we should always be grateful for the faults in our partner
 because if they didn't have those faults from the start, they would
have been able to marry someone much better than us.
 
 
 
~ Ajahn Brahm
from Who Ordered This Truckload of Dung? 
art by Klimt

 
 
 

the garden

 
 

 
 

In relationships, you create an environment with your work on yourself, 
which you offer to another human being to use in the way they need to grow. 
You keep working. You become the soil—moist and soft and receptive—
so the person can grow the way they need to grow,
 because how do you know how they should grow?

After a while, you come to appreciate that what you can offer
 another human being is to work on yourself, to be a statement 
of what it is you have found in the way you live your life. 
 
One of the things you will find is the ability to appreciate what is, 
as it is, in equanimity, compassion, and love that isn’t conditional. 
You don’t love a person more because they are happier
 in the way you think they should be.

What you cultivate in yourself is the garden where they can grow,
 and you offer your consciousness and the spaciousness to hear it.
 
 
 
~ Ram Dass
 
 
 

Friday, January 8, 2021

what makes us miserable






It is startling that we desperately hold on to what makes us miserable. 
 Our own woundedness becomes a source of perverse pleasure and fixes our identity.  
We do not want to be cured, for that would mean moving into the unknown. 
 Often it seems we are destructively addicted to the negative.  

What we call the negative is usually the surface form of contradiction. 
 If we maintain our misery at this surface level, we hold off 
the initially threatening but ultimately redemptive and healing
 transfiguration that comes through engaging our inner contradiction. 
 We need to revalue what we consider to be negative.
  Rilke used to say that
 difficulty is one of the greatest friends of the soul.  


Our lives would be immeasurably enriched 
if we could but bring the same hospitality
 in meeting the negative as we bring to the joyful and pleasurable.
  In avoiding the negative, we only encourage it to recur... 
 
The negative threatens us so powerfully
 precisely because it is an invitation to an art of compassion
 and self-enlargement that our small thinking utterly resists. 
 
 Your vision is your home, and your home should have many mansions 
to shelter your wild divinity.  Such integration respects
 the multiplicity of selves within.  




~ John O'Donohue
from Anam Cara
photo by edmund teske



first - touching peace within




 
 
 
 
 
 
~ Thich Nhat Hanh
 
 
 

Thursday, January 7, 2021

the art of disappearing

 
 
 

 


When they say Don’t I know you?
say no.

When they invite you to the party
remember what parties are like
before answering.
Someone is telling you in a loud voice
they once wrote a poem.
Greasy sausage balls on a paper plate.
Then reply.

If they say We should get together
say why?

It’s not that you don’t love them anymore.
You’re trying to remember something
too important to forget.
Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.
Tell them you have a new project.
It will never be finished.

When someone recognizes you in a grocery store
nod briefly and become a cabbage.
When someone you haven’t seen in ten years
appears at the door,
don’t start singing him all your new songs.
You will never catch up.

Walk around feeling like a leaf.
Know you could tumble any second.
Then decide what to do with your time.
 
 
 
 
Naomi Shihab Nye
 
 
 
 
 

My Life Is Not Mine





 
 
Spring, and everything outside is growing,
even the tall cypress tree.
We must not leave this place.
Around the lip of the cup we share, these words,


"My Life Is Not Mine."


If someone were to play music, it would have to be very sweet.
We're drinking wine, but not through lips.
We're sleeping it off, but not in bed.
Rub the cup across your forehead.
This day outside is living and dying.


Give up wanting what other people have.
That way you're safe.
"Where, where can I be safe?" you ask.


This is not a day for asking questions,
not a day on any calendar.
This day is conscious of itself.
This day is a lover, bread, and gentleness,
more manifest than saying can say.


Thoughts take form with words,
but this daylight is beyond and before
thinking and imagining. Those two,
they are so thirsty, but this gives smoothness
to water. Their mouths are dry, and they are tired.


The rest of this poem is too blurry
for them to read.
 
 
 
 
~ Rumi
 art by Mawra Tahreem
 
 
 
 
 
 

Wednesday, January 6, 2021

what's done is finished

 
 

 
 
The monsoon in Thailand is from July to October.
During this period, the monks stop traveling, put aside all work
projects, and devote themselves to study and meditation. The
period is called Vassa, the Rains Retreat. 
 
In the south of Thailand some years ago, a famous abbot was
building a new hall in his forest monastery. When the Rains Retreat
came, he stopped all work and sent the builders home. This was the
time for quiet in his monastery.
 
A few days later a visitor came, saw the half-constructed building
and asked the abbot when his hall would be finished. Without
hesitation, the old monk said, "The hall is finished."
 
"What do you mean, 'The hall is finished'?" the visitor replied,
taken aback. "It hasn't got a roof. There are no doors or windows.
There are pieces of wood and cement bags all over the place. Are
you going to leave it like that? Are you mad? What do you mean,
'The hall is finished'?"
 
The old abbot smiled and gently replied, "What's done is finished,"
and then he went away to meditate.
 
That is the only way to have a retreat or to take a break. 
Otherwise our work is never finished.
 
 
 
 
 ~ Ajahn Brahm
from Who Ordered this Truckload of Dung?
 

 
 
 

Tuesday, January 5, 2021

winds of change

 
 
 

 

The eight worldly winds are 
Pleasure and Pain, Gain and Loss, Praise and Blame, and Fame and Disrepute.
 Look at your own life — how do you find security in a big storm? 
A large weather system unexpectedly moves in and, as it approaches,
 we may feel unstable, vulnerable. These forces arrive, 
and the best we can do is mentally prepare with the awareness 
that all things change and are impermanent. 
 
We can make a plan, 
but given the magnitude of the event, we are unable to predict the outcome.
 We can maintain our composure by cultivating an attitude 
that arises from practicing meditation, 
calm concentration, acceptance, and equanimity.

Pleasure and Pain
two aspects of our moment-by-moment existence, 
wise teachings direct us to enjoy pleasure fully when it is present
 and to be prepared for it changing, with an attitude of letting go. 
It is known that the ability to enjoy life is tied to accepting what is 
without an attachment to having it be a certain way. 
 
 When we meet pain, we might not take it so personally. 
We are not a failure because pain is here.
 I may have an ache but it can change. 
Can we see clearly the comings and goings of life? 
Can we see that these forces exist independent of us? 
Not taking them personally is freedom.
 Can we find happiness independent of life’s unfolding condition?
 Recognizing this inevitability and accepting it is part of the journey.

Gain and Loss 
 is directly related with the ownership of wealth or possessions 
and the removal or disappearance of this. 
It is about the ways economic security can come and go. 
When we recognize our attachments to gain,
 we can see how we may get lost in greed —
 the wanting mind that always needs more. 
In investing, we take a risk and it this has a precarious nature.
 Can we maintain some kind of mental neutrality 
when things get shaken up and we lose? 
Can we appreciate a gain without having to always win —
 enjoy it without attachment?

How do you relate to Praise and Blame?
 Have you noticed how our society and social media thrives on this?
 Each person brought before the public arena is endlessly scrutinized
 in ways that belittle and blame them for anything that goes wrong
 in their political, social, academic, or arts career.
 And we praise them ludicrously 
 when they do something “we” approve of or like.
 This is a very rocky road, and it seems we are obsessed with it.

Fame and Disrepute 
are fluctuations in life that I can relate to personally. 
After writing a book in 2004, I was eager for some recognition and fame.
 I thought the publication would open some doors for me as a well, 
as a “known expert in tea and meditation.” 
When this did not easily occur, it felt as if I was experiencing
 a form of postpartum depression, having birthed this book
 and then been disappointed in the way it was received.
 I had expectations that set me up to stumble. 
Then, after several months, I realized how the center-of-attraction
 and notoriety need was lame compared to the making of the book, 
which was a labor of love. 
The gift came in the process of writing it and, when I realized this,
 I could accept that this was the way it was. I did not really experience disrepute, 
but I could understand how difficult it would be if something related to the book
 made me appear dishonorable or unworthy and the shame that would bring. 
It is similar to being “popular” and then losing that attractive force. 
I can see how others get stuck in this place when trends fade,
 fashions go out of style, scientific theories are replaced, 
and movie stars, pop culture idols, or elite athletes
 lose their fame do to a scandal.

During this time of snarly winds and dust devils, 
allow them to be a reminder of the Whirling Dervishes 
and notice how their spinning starts from their center, and how, 
without losing their balance, they twirl like the still point in the center of a cyclone. 
Getting to that clear center is how we can navigate these eight vicissitudes of life.

Just as one must often become still to see the movements of clouds,
 a still state of equanimity allows us to appreciate the inevitable
interplay of forces as they occur around and within.
 
 
 
 
 ~ Lhasha Tizer
from the Mungalla Sutta
 
 
 
 

a moment of peace

 
 
 

 
 
Grant yourself a moment of peace,
and you will understand
how foolishly you have scurried about
Learn to be silent,
and you will notice that
you have talked too much.
Be kind,
and you will realize that
your judgement of others was too severe.
 
 
 
~ Ancient Chinese Proverb
 photo by Hesham Abdelwahab
 
 
 
 
 
 

Saturday, January 2, 2021

seeing and letting go






But there is another kind of seeing that involves a letting go.
When I see this way I sway transfixed and emptied... But I can't
go out and try to see this way. I'll fail, I'll go mad. All I can do
is try to gag the commentator, to hush the noise of useless
interior babble…The effort is really a discipline requiring a
lifetime of dedicated struggle; it marks the literature of saints
and monks of every order East and West…


The world's spiritual geniuses seem to discover universally
 that the mind's muddy river, this ceaseless flow 
of trivia and trash, cannot be dammed, 
and that trying to dam it is a waste of effort 
that might lead to madness. 

Instead you must allow the muddy river to flow unheeded
 in the dim channels of consciousness; you raise your sights;
 you look along it, mildly, acknowledging its presence
 without interest and gazing beyond it into the realm of the real
 where subjects and objects act and rest purely, without utterance.





~ Annie Dillard 
from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
art by Van Gogh







Friday, January 1, 2021

tea




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You must be completely awake in the present to enjoy the tea.
Only in the awareness of the present, 
can your hands feel the pleasant warmth of the cup.
Only in the present, 
can you savor the aroma, 
taste the sweetness, 
appreciate the delicacy.

If you are ruminating about the past, 
or worrying about the future, 
you will completely miss the experience 
of enjoying the cup of tea.
You will look down at the cup, 
and the tea will be gone.
Life is like that.

If you are not fully present, 
you will look around and it will be gone.
You will have missed the feel, the aroma, 
the delicacy and beauty of life.
It will seem to be speeding past you. 
The past is finished.
Learn from it and let it go.
The future is not even here yet. 
Plan for it, but do not waste your time worrying about it.
Worrying is worthless.

When you stop ruminating about what has already happened, 
when you stop worrying about what might never happen, 
then you will be in the present moment.
Then you will begin to experience joy in life.








~ Thich Nhat Hanh