Posted by: Michael | 01/21/2013

Anatta and Right Effort

Today was a busy day at work and, I must admit, I was rarely mindful of the breath if at all. Nonetheless, I was able to soften around a situation that usually causes me to go into internal apoplectic fits and sour my mood for the rest of the day: having an idea of mine challenged or completely shot down. Seems such a small thing when committed to words but I assure you that I never feel it as such.

Initially, my mind wandered down the usual by-ways of anger and resentment but then a slow release began to happen and I remembered to foster this letting go. I can only attribute this to sustained practice as there was no conscious agency involved in the first movement towards unclenching the fist of my mind. Only after I saw what was happening did I act to discourage the arising of further unskilfull thinking. A nice lesson in right effort, consistency and anatta. Sukhi hotu!

Posted by: Michael | 01/20/2013

Owning My Anger

I thought today started out well enough when I followed my first impulse to upon waking to immediately go an sit before making my coffee or anything else. It was, to be sure, a difficult sit but not exceedingly so and has inspired me to consider doing a provisional 20 minute sit in the morning before getting my caffeine fix and doing my morning wake up routine before returning to my long 45 miinute sit. We shall see.

 

That was this morning before my wife woe up, however. I realize now that I must have been harboring some resentment towards her that only grew as she left me to get the kids their breakfast and all the other things you have to do to prepare two little beasts to leave the house. By the time I was able to shower I think I was internally frothing and, yes, I was blaming it all on her. Strange how easily I can get caught up in anger and resentment and even stranger still is that I can believe it is someone else’s doing. Now it never reached the point where I lost control but I definitely was exuding bad vibes all morning and into the afternoon. And, if you asked me why I could run down a list of reasons but none of them would give any real satisfaction. In essence, even if the anger is not me, not mine and not myself it most certainly isn’t my wife’s. In that sense, at least, it’s my responsibility to deal with. I just didn’t see it with enough clarity in time I guess.

 

May I see more clearly and may I cultivate Right Effort by working to abandon anger when it arises and work to prevent the its arising in the future. May I also be grateful for the blessings in my life and not squander them through anger and aversion.

 

 

 

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Posted by: Michael | 01/19/2013

Happy Uposatha – The Tenacity of Delusion

Happy uposatha everyone! I slept in late because I have been feeling under the weather in some form or another since the winter began. Actually, I think I just wanted an excuuse to sleep in. It’s interesting to watch the cycles that I go through between waking up extremely earlier (e.g. at around 3:50am) to waking up late at around 5:30am. After all these years I’m still trying to figure out the right balance that will afford me ample time for practice in the morning while allowing me to stay awake past 10.

I suppose what I’m really looking for is an impossibility: the perfect hour to wake up regardless of the circumstances. My ability to believe, despite all of the evidence to the contrary, that somehow I can find something stable and lasting in the conditioned world never ceases to amaze. But, I guess that’s what makes delusion so intractable and so hard to overcome. May we all see more clearly today and may we find true happiness in this very life. Anicca vata sankhara.

Posted by: Michael | 01/18/2013

Living to Work

Maybe it’s because I work for myself or maybe it’s just the nature of the beast but whenever I find my schedule interrupted by the demands of others I suffer for it immensely. There is this almost overwhelming desire to be “productive” and not waste time on things which fall beyond the narrowly proscribed boundaries that I call “work.” Still, when I stop and reflect on it it is obviously a chimera: I am simply loathe to be away from my desk. I think that it has to do with a very real aversion to being seen by my partner and employees as shirking my responsibilities and not doing my “fair share” although it’s anyone’s guess what that may be and I have yet to find that I have ever done enough work in the course of a day.

And, despite the draw to understand the formation of my anxiety, it really just needs to be understood synchronically and in itself; paticca samuppada makes it pretty clear that there’s no hope of tracing the thing to its source a la psychoanalysis. So, here I sit on a stalled N train late to get back to work and engulfed by a throbbing anxiety. May I reflect on the impermanence of life and recall that the only provision we can make for our journey is our kamma. Maranadhammomhi maranam anatito.

Posted by: Michael | 01/17/2013

Failings as Footholds

MaraIt can be especially hard to practice when you know you’ve done wrong (at least that’s how I feel about the matter). Often, when I have said or done something that has hurt another person (or, when I’m on a roll, people) I have to give myself some space and allow the gravity of the situation to sink in. Then, after some time, I am usually able to get myself to the cushion to begin the processs of forgiving myself and starting anew.

Still, it’s always hard to hear that nagging, mocking voice in my mind telling me to quit pretending to be  good person or asking why I even bother with a practice that hasn’t transformed my behavior. In the past I would give in and believe the voice of Mara and maybe give up for a few hours or the day but, eventually, the guilt would ebb away on its own and I would be back right where I started. So, with time and practice I actually made a resolve to use my failings as footholds and even, for a time, came up with a personal gatha to admonish myself to practice the Dhamma whenever I went astray in body, speech or mind. Although I don’t remember the words of it now I feel it in my heart whenever I do wrong and draw closer to the Dhamma every time I slip.

 

 

 

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Posted by: Michael | 01/16/2013

Questions

This morning’s sit was pretty fantastic not because I attained any deep levels of concentration but for the simple fact that I was able to more or less maintain an interest in the breath for a half an hour. What changed? Simply that I really played with modulating the thinking about the breath. Encouraged by the instructions during the class I volunteered to assist with not to passively observe but to take a more active role in the process, I found myself meeting the breath as if for the first time. Two instructions, more than any others, were really helpful to me: (1) not allowing onself to simply count the breaths and (2) asking a question and not attempting to answer it.

In regard to the first point, I must admit that for a long time I cleaved to a counting method because it had, during one extended retreat in particular, brought great results. I believe that things have changed now, however, for I find myself mindlessly counting away with almost no attention on the breath. And when you think about it it makes perfect sense: “one” isn’t really a descriptive adjective whereas “smooth” gives you something to take an interest in. Something about numbers just seems abstract and takes me away from the breath in a way that other adjectives don’t.

For many years I have worked with the breath and labelling the sensations thereof. This breath is long, short, cool, smooth, etc. It was hard at first to simply question and let it drop and simply make the adjustments non-verbally (if adjustments were required at all). But, I began to realize that, by assuming the label in the question I could have the best of both worlds so to speak. I could ask “Can I breathe in a way that calms the body?” Later, I could follow up with “Is there anywhere in the body that I can breathe into to relax it more?” 

Anyway, I could go on but I am somewhat hesitant to discuss my formal practice at all for fear of causing confusion or misrepresenting the Dhamma in any way. I think what has really inspired me was simply the fact that practice should be investigative as opposed to being done by rote. Eight years in and still trying to find shortcuts. May all beings be happy!

Posted by: Michael | 01/15/2013

Over-booked

I think I’ve over-booked my day. I have been feeling the pull to contribute more to practice community from which I have been so long astranged that I agreed to help run a beginner’s class tonight. I won’t be doing anything more than setting up and registration but I am racing to drop off some things at home before running directly there to set up. Sammasati is definitely not the type of mindfulness I’m cultivating in the moment.

Posted by: Michael | 01/14/2013

Continuity

Continuity. This is probably one of the weakest points of my practice and is the reason that I keep this blog at all. I believe it was Thanissaro Bhikkhu who said something to the effect that if we develop one way of behaving and thinking while practicing that is completely divorced and anti-thetical to the way we are in our “normal” lives we are setting ourselves up for problems-I believe he even uses the term “schizoid” although I’m sure he doesn’t mean this in any clinical sense.  

Nonetheless, the dissonance I feel between my sitting or reflection periods and the furnace of daily life is disconcerting and constantly begs for my attention. I suppose what I am trying to figure out is whether I am more disturbed by simply experiencing anger, disappointement or dread or by the unskillful ways that I act, think or speak from them. To be honest I think it is still a little of both. I think the best I can do for now would be to make amends as quickly as possible if and when I speak or act poorly and to turn to the breath to give myself some space and allow things to settle and clarify.

This is great as triage for the mind but the knotty question of how to act well in the midst of the tempest remains. I’m beginning to think that-like it or not-practicing the Dhamma requires stepping away and not delighting over much in the company of others. This is doubly important when it comes to the office and I intend to experiment with this today. Bhavatu sabba mangalam!

Posted by: Michael | 01/13/2013

New England Fog

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Today there was a fog that lasted from New Hampshire to Connecticut but it was fitting as it symbolized well the state of my mind after two days with little time for reflection. In many ways, interruptions like this are good for me as they serve to remind me just how precious the practice is and how it depends on just the right mix of conditions. It’s relatively easy to forgot that we may never have the opportunity to practice again when we are comfortably ensconced in our daily routines with no pre-planned end in sight. It’s funny that this holds true even in the face of the truth of the dictum anicca vata sankhara. May we never take for granted our opportunity to make merit and be heedful. Sukhita hontu!

Posted by: Michael | 01/12/2013

Practice and Snow Sleds

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I think the realization that I’m not going to get to do my normal meditation session begins as a panic on days like these. It’s kind of ridiculous but completely predictable how my untrained mind can so quickly turn something that is meant only to bring relief from suffering and form it into a blade upon which to impale myself. And, thankfully, this blog does serve a purpose after all: it helps to bring awareness to exactly what I’m doing. Rather than holding my experience with disdain I can bring mindfulness to bear and see how I create more suffering where there was little or none to begin with.

Sukhi hotu!

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