Posted by: Michael | 12/30/2013

Forgiveness Meditation

I have decided to incline the focus of my forma practice towards the forgiveness meditation as taught by Ven. Vimalaramsi and administered by Sister Khema. My experience corresponding with her during a recent online retreat was such that I have been re-inspired to take u the Dhammasukha style of practice once more as I have always gained good results from it despite the misgivings others may have about the sutta interpretations of the venerables.

At the same time I am finding myself in the unenviable position of having to inform the venerable with whom I was to undertake a training program that I will be unable to afford to do a retreat in January which will, I imagine, put an end to my participation therein. I regret it but my finances and obligations are such that I really have no other choice.

Perhaps it is due to the guilt and regret I feel about this or perhaps it’s simply that I tend to feel remorse for any number of things in the course of a day that is the reason I feel the impulse to focus on forgiveness. I will be sure to post a link to the instructions here in due time but until then I wish you ll happiness and ease.

Posted by: Michael | 12/28/2013

All Pervading Loving Kindness

I had a strange experience last night while laying in bed with my kids as and waiting for them to drift off to sleep. I was radiating loving-kindness and imagine it as a warm light that grew within my chest and extended outward to fill the room. As I was doing so I began to notice that a feeling of fear was beginning to arise accompanied by fantasmagorical images of malevolent creatures in the dark recesses of the apartment. I was initially quite surprised as metta bhavana is supposed to be a protection against just such thoughts and, dare I say, beings as well. My confusion was compounded by the fact that there have been actual cases wherein I relied on metta for protection from unseen beings-the time that comes to mind was an occasion years ago in Krabi, Thailand where it seemed that a peta was flushing our toilet repeatedly throughout the night. But, I digress.

Anyway, since it was impossible to determine whether these things I was seeing in my mind’s eye were actually there or not I turned my attention back to what I was doing and noticed that my attempt to forcefully radiate metta was causing tension. In effect, I was attempting to beat all beings over the head with metta or so it felt to me. Somehow, in a way I can’t adequately describe, I attenuated the radiation so that I was not trying to fill the room and the universe with love and crowd out all else but instead just made the wish and let it drift out like gauzy plumes of a fragrant incense. 
As I did this the fear and the images faded away.

What does this mean? Well, of course I’m unsure but it does seem to stand in support of practicing metta bhavana without forcefully trying to feel its effects. In essence, when there is confidence in the practice the results come but when you cling so tightly to an idea of how things should proceed there is inevitable tension and suffering.  Strange night and lots of food for thought but all good practice.

Posted by: Michael | 12/27/2013

At Peace

I sat this morning, in the midst of what has come to be a daily maelstrom, for what I would normally consider to be a paltry duration of ten minutes and realized a few things:

1. Despite my desire to call the short sits that I do with eyes open and hands in cosmic mudra shikantaza I am really doing a version of anapanasati. I really have no idea what goal-less sitting is nor can I get my head around the idea of there be no purpose to the practice.

2. I feel I have spiralled back almost to the beginning of the practice and am seeing things again with new eyes. Whereas technique and ritual seem to have occupied a position of prime importance previously I have become incresingly disenchanted with my approach. Perhaps it is impatience or restlessness but I am unwilling to continue to bash my head against walls in the belief that, by doing so, I will eventually profit. It may still be true that progress can be made in this way but I simply don’t have the wherewithal to do it and need the respite of a restorative practice to even be able to continue.

3. On a final and related note I am going to actually ignore the voices that push me to work so hard at the practice and purposefully go easy on myself in the hope of stoking my ardor for the practice. I have noticed that during these brief sits, peace and ease arise more easily maybe because I am not forcefully holding myself down.

For the time being I am going to experiment with using peace, calm and ease as my yardtick and pay less attention to the means and more to these states as ends. May all beings be at peace.

Posted by: Michael | 12/27/2013

Buddha Vacana ~ Sharing verses for Dec 27, 2013

361. Again, it may be understood by a person’s conversation whether or not he is competent to discuss things. If, on being questioned, a person evades the question, changes the subject, displays anger, malice or sulkiness, then he is incompetent to discuss things. If a person does not do these things, then he is competent to discuss.
Yet again, it may be understood by a person’s conversation whether or not he is competent to discuss. If, on being asked a question a person loads scorn on and beats down the questioner, laughs at him and tries to catch him up when he falters, then he is incompetent to discuss things. If a person does none of these, then he is competent.

Anguttara Nikaya I.197
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Posted by: Michael | 12/26/2013

What’s the Point?

Confusion ad restlessness seem to be the order of the day so it seems like a good idea to try to bring to mind and recreate the reasons that I first took up the path to begin with.

I think it would be fair to say that my initial impetus to take up the practice was to find some kind of relief from suffering. For most of my life since I began my adolescence I have been struggling to overcome intense feelings of fear, anxiety and an unrelenting sense of the meaningless and futility of life. I can unreservedly say that the Dhamma has helped me to understand the transience of fear and has gifted me with a sense of purpose: to develop the heart to the point where it no longer suffers in the rounds of birth and death.

In the interim many other motives and half-motives have crept in and, if there is anything that is tiresome about my practice, it is no doubt the weight of these accretions. I was initially going to run through the other reasons why I took up the practice but now realize that, if I am to be a person of integrity, the desire (chanda) to be free of suffering is really where it all begins for me.

Sabbe satta sukhita hontu!

Posted by: Michael | 12/26/2013

Buddha Vacana ~ Sharing verses for Dec 26, 2013

360. Since I went forth
From home into homelessness
I have not been aware of having
Any ignoble or hateful thoughts, such as:

“May they be killed, may they be slaughtered,
May they come to harm.”
Such thoughts have not crossed my mind
For a long time.

On the contrary, I am aware of thoughts of love,
Infinite, well-developed,
Practised in due order
As taught by the Buddha.

I am a friend to all, a helper to all,
Sympathetic to all beings.
I develop a mind full of love
And delight always in harmlessness.

I gladden my mind
Which is immovable and unshakable.
I develop the divine states
Not cultivated by evil men.

Therigatha 645-649

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Posted by: Michael | 12/26/2013

Merry Christmas

Today was a day spent with my family and was, by and large, a good one. I am still struggling to find the balance between ease and peace and effort as well as playing with brahmaviharas and breath practice techniques to try to find the one that is most suited to where I am right now. All told, however, it seems like this search and my life in general right now is being propelled by restlessness and agitation. In fact it has been so hard to get myself to sit for more than ten minutes that I’m back to using my old friend the 108 bead cedar mala to recite metta phrases. Whenever I begin to rely on my mala it betrays an unwillingness or inability to strive for deeper states of concentration but it is no less useful. It is still a great parami practice and it keeps me on the path nonetheless. May there be peace in your heart, home and everywhere. Pax in terra.

Posted by: Michael | 12/23/2013

End of Day

Walking home in the unnaturally warm gloom and rain it began to dawn on me that my days have lately been spent waiting for them to end. In essence I try to get through each day in order to make it to the five or ten minutes when I can relax and read in my bed with my family beside me. How fleeting and how foolish to live in expectation of such a faint and shimmering moment that may never come.

But, to be completely honest, I don’t quite know how to live in fullness right now and if such a thing is even called for. It feels to me as if the tide of my life has flown out and, like the grasses and barren trees all around, the vital forces are just waiting, hidden and husbanding themselves underground until it is time for them to return.

Fatalistic isn’t it? Well, it certainly sounds like that but there are certain undeniable realities about having a human body and its cyclic nature is one of those. Anyway, please excuse my ramblings and may all beings find true peace wherever they may find themselves.

Posted by: Michael | 12/23/2013

Anyone’s Child

For the last six days my daughter has had an inexplicable and worrisomely high fever that has had us in a constant state of alarm and anxiety. The pediatircian was at a loss when my wife took her in on Friday but when she woke up this morning with a raging fever we knew we had to take her to the ER. What was it that was tormenting our little one? Our minds raced and, as is my nature, I immediately thought of the worst terminal diseases. And, as much as my friends and acquaintences would like to ridicule my anxieties I still return to this one question: why not?

Children get horrible diseases so why not mine? And, what is so different between my child and another’s? Do others deserve to suffer anymore? Surely not. That it turned out that she probably only has a urinary tract infection is really nothing more than a brief reprieve as much as it hurts to realize it. Being through this again and in the ped ER broke my heart wide open to the predicament each one of us is in and throughout it all my mind kept turning to the story of Kisa Gotami. Why are we different from her? Each of us wakes, walks and sleeps in death’s embrace living on borrowed time. Why wait to go from dooor to door seeking a mustard seed from a house that knows not death when we can train our hearts to open out of compassion and solidarity with our brothers and sisters in birth, aging and death?

Posted by: Michael | 12/21/2013

Good Morning

Slowly, slowly (or so it feels) I am rebuilding my practice and learning to enjoy meditation once more. And, despite the fact that I’m not engaging in daring feats of asceticism, I am happy for it. For the time being I am suspending my daily practice outline regimen and trying to feel my way back into a rigorous yet kind and livable routine. Right Effort is such a large part of the path for me right now that I simply can’t afford to steamroll my way through life and expect that everything will work out.

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