Posted by: Michael | 03/04/2016

Gratitude to One’s Teachers

These days is easy to find another teacher or teaching if the ones you’ve been following suddenly seem lacking. The reasons for changing are myriad but, in my own case, they have often times send to be based on specious reasoning and impulse. There are times, however, when I have taken stock of what I am doing and see that I have made changes for the right reasons. All of which is to say that I have met some amazing teachers in my life who have helped to put me squarely on the path and whom I often think about.

One in particular was my life line to the Teachings of the Thai Forest tradition and I have often found myself thinking of him in passing. For whatever reason we have personalities that don’t easily mesh so poor dynamic has frequently been strained.

So, the other day I was talking with my bhikkhu friend about the difficulties he was having with an anagarika of his, especially as it relates to gratitude and I realized that I had never treated the relationship with the respect it was due. I certainly hadn’t expressed the gratitude that my teacher deserved. So, knowing this, I sent him a message asking him where I could send dana and, when he replied, I did. Maybe it wasn’t much but sending it has been a bright spot and I have found myself reflecting on it often.

May I never forget to be grateful and appreciate my teachers again.

Posted by: Michael | 03/04/2016

Sick

I feel as though I am beginning to succumb to a cold or, possibly, the flu since it’s going around and it’s funny how the mind reacts. Despite knowing the Five Subjects for Frequent Recollection by heart and reflecting on many of them often, I still seem to be quite the baby when it comes to getting sick. I have watched my resolve crumble, my energy fail and my attitude become dark. From the moment I first began to feel a scratchiness in my throat and the first inklings of a post nasal drip my mindfulness seemed to be stripped away leaving me with a feeling of self-pity. Yes, I know I need to take care of myself but indulging in unskillfulness certainly isn’t the way. May I practice well and not give more thought to a sick body than is necessary.

Jaradhammomhi jaram anatito

Posted by: Michael | 03/02/2016

Inner Peace and Politics

I usually try not to get too involved with politics but something about the Bernie Sanders campaign really resonated with me. I have been caught up with it, donated frequently to his campaign and drove all I could to spread the word. Naturally, the result is this attachment had been the basis for a lot of suffering, especially now that is becoming clearer that money is all it takes to buy elections.

So, what am I left with? A heart full of aversion towards Hillary Clinton and contempt for the powers that be mixed in with a lethal dose disgust with those who support her. Clearly something has to change.

Presidents will come and go and irreparable damage may be done to our planet, country and people but I have no real control over those things. What is within my range, however, is my heart, my mind. May I cultivate metta and karuna for all politicians may I purify my heart and make use of this precious life to clear the path before it is over.

Posted by: Michael | 03/01/2016

Arise!

60. Arise! Sit up!
Of what use are your dreams?
How can you who are sick
And pierced with the arrow of grief
Continue to sleep?

Arise! Sit up!
Train yourself to win peace.
Let not the king of death,
Knowing you to be lazy,
Trick you into his realm.

Cross over this attachment,
Tied to which both gods and men are trapped.
Do not let this chance slip by,
Because for those who do,
There is only hell.

Dusty is indolence.
Dust comes in its wake.
With knowledge and vigilance,
Draw out the arrow of suffering from yourself.

Sutta Nipata 331-334

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Posted by: Michael | 02/29/2016

Accidental Mudita

As I was walking from work to the train I happened to witness a situation that filled me with joy. Granted, a lot of the context for the event was assumed by me, but it really doesn’t change much.

I was walking past a stooped a woman had just handed her son of to someone I imagine may have been the father. The press not and happiness in the little boy’s face filed my heart to bursting and as he beamed with a toothy smile he looked directly into my eyes. Almost automatically I began wishing them both well and sending as much metta and karuna their way as possible. 

Not only was it an experience that illustrated me the meaning of mudita but it also clearly showed how powerful the bonds between patents and children really are. I simply can’t imagine being thrilled to be in the presence of another person the way I feel around my own children. Yes, it is a frightful thing but it is also intensely beautiful just like a flower that blooms only once in. The morning and is destined to wilt in the evening. 

Posted by: Michael | 02/29/2016

Paticca Samuppada

II. Paticcasamuppada

ANULOMA

Avijja-paccaya sankhara. Sankhara-paccaya vinnanam. Vinnana-paccaya nama-rupam. Nama-rupa-paccaya salayatanam. Salayatana-paccaya phasso. Phassa-paccaya vedana. Vedana-paccaya tanha. Tanha-paccaya upadanam. Upadana-paccaya bhavo. Bhava-paccaya jati. Jati-paccaya jara-maranam soka- parideva-dukkha-domanass’upayasa sambhavanti. Evametassa kevalassa dukkhakkhandhassa samudayo hoti.

PATILOMA

Avijjaya tve’va asesa-viraga-nirodha sankhara-nirodho. Sankhara-nirodha vinnana-nirodho. Vinnana-nirodha nama-rupa-nirodho. Nama-rupa-nirodha salayatana-nirodho. Salayatana-nirodha phassa-nirodho. Phassa-nirodha vedana-nirodho. Vedana-nirodha tanha-nirodho. Tanha-nirodha upadana- nirodho. Upadana-nirodha bhava-nirodho. Bhava-nirodhajati-nirodho. Jati- nirodhajaramaranam soka-parideva-dukkha-domanass’upayasanirujjhanti. Evametassa kevalassa dukkhakkhandhassa nirodho hotl’ti

Posted by: Michael | 02/27/2016

Kamma

58. Do not think lightly of evil, saying:
“It will not come to me.”
A drop at a time is the water pot filled.
Likewise, little by little
The fool is filled with evil.

Do not think lightly of good, saying:
“It will not come to me.”
A drop at a time is the water pot filled.
Likewise, little by little
The wise one is filled with good.

Dhammapada 121-122

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Posted by: Michael | 02/26/2016

The Addiction of Worry

Posted by: Michael | 02/25/2016

Overwhelmed

Yesterday I was completely overtaken by the idea that humanity has so little time left on this planet. The very real possibility that gunmen civilization will be reduced to nothing and that we can expect increasing warfare, instability, famine and plague obsessed me for the better part of the day and I woke up with a feeling of dread as a result. I feel complicit in the destruction by doing what I do but it seems that there’s just no alternative. I think what particularly disturbs me is the date of my children. And, when I contemplate the truth that they are no different from children anywhere it only serves to make the heartache worse. Obviously this calls for some equanimity but I have been completely swamped by the fear, pain and suffering that I’m sure billions of us will soon have to bear.

And I’m dealing with it the only way I know how; through dedicating myself to the practice. Fear of such intensity has a way of causing doubt to crop up everywhere but I am fortunate enough to have enough experience not to heed it completely. And the one thing that has given me hope and solace is to take up a more rigorous regimen of practice to help turn even my daily life into a field of merit for all. In other words in talking up the voluntary precepts I set out in the Abhaya-cariya page. May we all be free of pain and suffering and make a light for ourselves for the coming darkness. 

Posted by: Michael | 02/24/2016

News of Death

This morning as I faced the bathroom mirror to brush my teeth I caught the fleshing thought “I’m grateful that I’ve woken up for yet one more day.” I was surprised by pleased by the thought but realized it had arisen due to the conditions of my practice and the news we received of the death of a family friend last night.

The man who died was my age, a father of two with no known ailments or health issues. Two days ago he went to sleep and never awoke. I think this but home due to his age and the fact that he had children but especially did to the suddenness of it. I know I always try to find reasons and excuses to explain why someone died and imagine that I could avoid the same fate just by doing something differently but that’s really just fear and delusion isn’t it.

May we take to breath the reality of death and not squander the precious gifts we possess.

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