From the Daily Dharma:
I think a lot about right livelihood. For me, it means not only not causing harm, but also finding purpose and meaning in my work. Like most challenges of this magnitude, I rarely fulfill them perfectly. But I do strive toward them.
Being in relationship with a veteran has given me a new perspective on the life of a soldier -- a warrior. I've always had a sort of fascination with this archetype. I view the realities of being a warrior with a mixture of horror and respect. It's a way of life, a mindset, that in some ways I wish I were more able to stomach. What I've realized, though, is that being a warrior -- a soldier/a police officer/a litigator/a fighter -- doesn't always mean fighting.
People who have been trained in competitive conflict and who have seen "action" have about them a quiet assurance in their own abilities, as well as a healthy respect for the consequences of violence. It's one of the things that I find so attractive and admirable in M, and it's one of the things I wish I had more of in my own self.
October 23, 2009
Tricycle's Daily Dharma
Being a Buddhist Police Officer
For thirteen years I was a law enforcement officer. In the dark humor of that environment, we called ourselves “paid killers for the country.” No one else wanted to be in out boots. I did not identify myself as a Buddhist; I was not aware that the way I behaved and experienced the world fit squarely with the Buddha's teachings. It is clear to me now that we could have been, and were, instruments of karma. But skillful action, discriminating awareness, karma, the law of causality were not terms in law enforcement basic training.
For a Buddhist in police work, the most important thing is to be constantly aware of ego. It is not your anger, not your revenge, not your judgment, no matter how personal the event. I was paid and trained to take spirit-bruising abuse. I endured things of which the majority of women in America will never even dream. For me it was not judgment, in the Western sense, but discernment. This kept me, and others, alive and healthy. This discernment allowed me to act skillfully in crisis. The law of causality allowed me to know that if I could not stop the perpetrator of violence or pain or loss, that some other vehicle would reach that person—karma.
- Laurel Graham, from “Vajra Gun,” Tricycle, Winter 1998
I think a lot about right livelihood. For me, it means not only not causing harm, but also finding purpose and meaning in my work. Like most challenges of this magnitude, I rarely fulfill them perfectly. But I do strive toward them.
Being in relationship with a veteran has given me a new perspective on the life of a soldier -- a warrior. I've always had a sort of fascination with this archetype. I view the realities of being a warrior with a mixture of horror and respect. It's a way of life, a mindset, that in some ways I wish I were more able to stomach. What I've realized, though, is that being a warrior -- a soldier/a police officer/a litigator/a fighter -- doesn't always mean fighting.
People who have been trained in competitive conflict and who have seen "action" have about them a quiet assurance in their own abilities, as well as a healthy respect for the consequences of violence. It's one of the things that I find so attractive and admirable in M, and it's one of the things I wish I had more of in my own self.
- Feeling:
contemplative
Enlightening beings are like lotus flowers,
With roots of kindness, stems of peace,
Petals of wisdom,
Fragrance of conduct.
Enlightening beings turn the wheel of teaching
Just like what the buddhas turn;
Conduct is its hub, concentration the spokes;
Knowledge in their adornment, wisdom is their sword.
--The Flower Ornament Scriptures
translated by Thomas Cleary
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With roots of kindness, stems of peace,
Petals of wisdom,
Fragrance of conduct.
Enlightening beings turn the wheel of teaching
Just like what the buddhas turn;
Conduct is its hub, concentration the spokes;
Knowledge in their adornment, wisdom is their sword.
--The Flower Ornament Scriptures
translated by Thomas Cleary
Daily readings online and via email: http://tricycle.com/daily+dharma
- Location:La Officina de Casa
- Feeling:
happy and tired - Listening to:Supreme Beings of Leisure - You're Always the Sun
I took the Orange Line from Green Street to Forest Hills and followed the stream of people heading toward the festival. It was one of those hot, heavy, dreamlike evenings we get in July, and the grounds around the pond were filled with people on blankets. My circle sisters had camped out right in front of the performance space, and it was such a wonderful feeling to arrive to see a group of women holding a space for me. By the time I arrived, the festival had been going on for about an hour and a half. I attempted to get a lantern for myself, but by the time I got to the tent where you could purchase a lantern and have a calligrapher paint a word on the rice paper, there was a huge crowd. I didn't feel like waiting in line, so I returned to the blanket to watch the tail end of the Taiko Drummers' performance. I wish I'd gotten there earlier so I could have watched the entire thing; Japanese culture fascinates me, especially the traditional forms.
My circle sisters made beautiful drawings on their lanterns. Although this tradition is meant to honor the ancestors, people at this festival seem to use it as a way of sending out all kinds of energy and prayers. Each of my sisters has something fairly major to release right now: one of them is going through a divorce, the other just split up with her long-term fiance, one is embarking on a new romance, and the last has been recovering from cancer surgery. But for the first time in a couple of years, I have really nothing to release. I have good news. I am in love, my job is going well, and I am overall very happy. I was nice to have some good news to share with the circle and to be able to listen and give my support about my sisters' own tragedies. The Wheel keeps turning.
When everyone walked down to the water's edge to place their lanterns in the water, I stayed on the blanket. I watched the many kinds of people milling around and soaked in the atmosphere of Jamaica Plain. Each neighborhood and community in the Boston Metro Area has its own unique flavor. The prevailing wisdom among people who do not live in Jamaica Plain is that it's geographically isolated and difficult to get to. There is definitely a truth to that, but in the past few months I've found that getting there is not nearly as difficult as people make it out to be. And the neighborhood itself is quite wonderful. I've been considering moving there at some point. Of course, I'd hate to give up my lovely and affordable apartment in Cambervilleton (Cambridge/Somerville/Arlington), but I find the atmosphere of the neighborhood much more appealing.
I lay back and looked up at the sky as people milled around me. It was a blue-green, tinged at the edges with the burnt orange of approaching sunset. Trees ringed the edges of my vision.
Once the sun was down completely, the crowds dissipated. The five of us made a circuit of the pond, watching the slowly changing spectacle of the lanterns on the water. They followed the invisible lines of current and wind, and as the daylight faded away they looked like a line of souls marching into the other world.
It would have been nice to paint "forgiveness" on a lantern and send that message off to my father's spirit beyond the veil. But there will be other opportunities to do so. That night was meant for other people's releases.
Sadness comes apart in the water. Over the course of the last two years, though, my sadness has come apart on dry land. I have no grieving left to do, and nothing to share but joy.
- Feeling:
contemplative
From today's Daily Dharma:
This reminded me of an exchange I had last night with the official leader of the Women's Sacred Circle last night as I was driving her home from the church potluck where the pagans sniffed out the new ministerial candidate for the church. I've always really appreciated the very quiet way she has of making things happen. One might describe it as mellow, or laissez faire, or t'ai-ch'i-master-like. "I'm just more comfortable doing things that way," she said. "It just feels more natural to me."
Anyone who has ever known me knows that I am the polar opposite of my Circle Sister in this respect.
"I've come to a level of acceptance about who I am," I said as we walked through the chaos of Harvard Square. "But I've tried to moderate my own style in that respect."
"Why?" she asked.
"If I could meditate, I'd be a better person."
When people start to meditate or to work with any kind of spiritual
discipline, they often think that somehow they're going to improve,
which is a sort of subtle aggression against who they really are. It's
a bit like saying, "If I jog, I'll be a much better person." "If I
could only get a nicer house, I'd be a better person." "If I could
meditate and calm down, I'd be a better person"... But loving-kindness
- maitri - toward ourselves doesn't mean getting rid of anything.
Maitri means that we can still be crazy after all these years. We can
still be angry after all these years. We can still be timid or jealous
or full of feelings of unworthiness. The point is not to try to change
ourselves. Meditation practice isn't about trying to throw ourselves
away and become something better. It's about befriending who we are
already. The ground of practice is you or me or whoever we are right
now, just as we are. That's the ground, that's what we study, that's
what we come to know with tremendous curiosity and interest.
- Pema Chodron, The Wisdom of No Escape and the Path of Loving-Kindness from
Everyday Mind, a Tricycle book edited by Jean Smith
This reminded me of an exchange I had last night with the official leader of the Women's Sacred Circle last night as I was driving her home from the church potluck where the pagans sniffed out the new ministerial candidate for the church. I've always really appreciated the very quiet way she has of making things happen. One might describe it as mellow, or laissez faire, or t'ai-ch'i-master-like. "I'm just more comfortable doing things that way," she said. "It just feels more natural to me."
Anyone who has ever known me knows that I am the polar opposite of my Circle Sister in this respect.
"I've come to a level of acceptance about who I am," I said as we walked through the chaos of Harvard Square. "But I've tried to moderate my own style in that respect."
"Why?" she asked.
- Location:Cubicle 2016J
- Feeling:
ok - Listening to:HVAC pumping dry, hot air overhead
From the Daily Dharma, direct to my inbox (and often deleted without reading. Is that nonattachment? Or just rushing?)
On a related note, I was hanging out with some friends of friends on Saturday morning, and I mentioned my experience in this meditation "cave" in the basement of the SYDA Yoga Ashram in South Fallsburg, NY, years ago. There was a guy wearing black workboots and jeans and a plaid shirt, with a Patriots cap and a shaved head and a goatee. He looked at me and said, "I think I was in that same cave." Turns out we've had a lot of the same meditation teachers over the years, and both in that very I-don't-want-to-join-a-cult kind of way. Which just goes to know you can't judge a book by its cover. He reminded me of a boyfriend I had in college, actually. Ralph also shaved his head and wore combat boots, but like this guy was a sweet and gentle soul, not a skinhead.
Grasping Fire
The Buddha's teaching is all about understanding suffering--its
origin, its cessation, and the path to its cessation. When we
contemplate suffering, we find we are contemplating desire, because
suffering and desire are the same thing.
Desire can be compared to fire. If we grasp fire, what happens? Does
it lead to happiness? If we say: "Oh, look at that beautiful fire!
Look at the beautiful colors! I love red and orange; they're my
favorite colors," and then grasp it, we would find a certain amount of
suffering entering the body. And then if we were to contemplate the
cause of that suffering we would discover it was the result of having
grasped that fire. On that information, we would hopefully then let
the fire go. Once we let fire go then we know that it is not something
to be attached to. This does not mean we have to hate it, or put it
out. We can enjoy fire, can't we? It is nice having a fire, it keeps
the room warm, but we do not have to burn ourselves in it.
--Ajahn Sumedho, Teachings of a Buddhist Monk
From Everyday Mind, edited by Jean Smith, a Tricycle book
On a related note, I was hanging out with some friends of friends on Saturday morning, and I mentioned my experience in this meditation "cave" in the basement of the SYDA Yoga Ashram in South Fallsburg, NY, years ago. There was a guy wearing black workboots and jeans and a plaid shirt, with a Patriots cap and a shaved head and a goatee. He looked at me and said, "I think I was in that same cave." Turns out we've had a lot of the same meditation teachers over the years, and both in that very I-don't-want-to-join-a-cult kind of way. Which just goes to know you can't judge a book by its cover. He reminded me of a boyfriend I had in college, actually. Ralph also shaved his head and wore combat boots, but like this guy was a sweet and gentle soul, not a skinhead.
- Location:Cubicle 2016J
- Feeling:
happy
Two simultaneous responses came to mind when I read this post over at The Femme Show:
On a related note, I attended Gender Crash last Thursday and read my work in public for the first time in about four years. It was well-received, I believe, but it's all too close for me to gauge myself. As a femme, I feel out of place at queer events like Gender Crash. As a bisexual femme who's playing with boys now, I feel doubly out of place. As bi femme who does unorthodox things to the boys she's playing with, I feel like I belong but that I need to justify my existence.
All of which makes me want to write a big "fuck you, queer community" poem. Which serves me not at all, since they ARE my people, way more than most straight people are.
I feel the need to explain my not-so-complicated reaction to a song sung by one of the members of a featured act. She asked if there were any straight men in the audience. Two brave souls raised their hands -- and my friend Butterfly who looks nothing like a straight man, but hey, this is Gender Crash. She said, "this song is dedicated to you." And proceeded to sing a song that everyone in the audience but me, apparently, found HI-larious. I will paraphrase the song for you:
Please stop kissing me
It's really not turning me on.
I don't like aftershave,
and even though you are a really nice guy
I've realized that men just don't do it for me
I didn't want to tell you
because you are such a nice guy
Oh, and by the way, I have been fucking your ex-girlfriend
in various ways
often in the same room with you
while you did not know that I was betraying you
with her
who is also a dyke
you poor man
all your ex-girlfriends become dykes
oh, well
have a nice life
As I said, everyone just laughed along to this song. As though straight men are not, in fact, human beings with emotions and hearts and souls. Which can be betrayed. And hurt. And stomped on. If she had been singing this song to another woman, about how she was leaving her for her ex-boyfriend, would everyone have laughed? I don't know if it's my Buddhist training or my current association with straight men, but I found the song deeply offensive. Even more so, I found the audience's reaction to the song deeply offensive. For me, it epitomized everything that is wrong with the insular gay community within JP and other parts of the world. When you surround yourself with people who are more or less like you (and here a brief paean to the necessity for diversity within the gay community and how it never turns out to be as diverse as we would like), the human brain does this thing that it inevitably does. It's called the alpha group mentality. I learned about it in Psych 101. It's the thing behind xenophobia and racism. It's the thing that tells me that I and the people I'm associated with are somehow better than those people over there because... well, just because! It's apparent! It's the thing that caused all the heinous literature that tells us that African slaves were more like animals than the monsters that stuffed them into boats and forced them to work in a foreign land on a subsistence diet. It's the thing that caused men to argue for centuries that women with any kind of economic freedom or ability to realize their own non-reproductive potential would become "unsexed."
And it's the thing that tells a bunch of queers in JP that it's okay to laugh at the pain that a man might feel upon learning that his lover is not only not into men, but has betrayed him with another woman.
It makes me sick.
“Those are some nice pantyhose” he says again, “where do you get pantyhose like that?” A direct question. A lifetime of conditioning that says girls should be nice and friendly forces me to reply.
I look down at my legs, emerging from my pink wool skirt in a pattern of large, lacy flowers. “I think I got them at Target.” The little girl is darting back and forth between the bus shelter and the curb. Her mother tells her to sit down. Her father says, “maybe when you grow up you can have some pantyhose like that.” I give them a tight lipped smile.
I don’t want to be held up as role model for this girl. My lace tights, drawing so many eyes, wanted and unwanted, are too flamboyant, too sexy, too feminine. Despite all the time and energy I spend advocating for my right to wear such clothing, to be flamboyant, feminine and sexy while also being queer, smart, and respected, I don’t want little girls to see me and think that this is how to be a woman. But why not? My parents worked really hard to shield me from mainstream representations of women, and, well, look how I turned out. It would have been nice to have some role models for femininity that was consciously chosen and not just directed at being attractive for boys. But I don’t think there was a middle ground, and since my parents didn’t want my sisters and I [sic] to be brainwashed with images of sexualized womanhood, we were stuck in a gender-neutral world of legos and American Girl dolls.
(Linky)
| Oh, poor girl! Look at me, I'm pretty! Poor, poor girly girl with her sexy tights on! She said sarcastically. | Yeah, right on, sistah. You tell it. Women deserve to be pretty and sexual and smart, too. And fuck you, men who want to comment on our appearance. This is Boston, home of WASPy reticence. Men can look but they can't touch, and they CAN'T comment. Unless, of course, they do it in a nice, respectful, "I'm interested but not objectifying you" kind of way. |
On a related note, I attended Gender Crash last Thursday and read my work in public for the first time in about four years. It was well-received, I believe, but it's all too close for me to gauge myself. As a femme, I feel out of place at queer events like Gender Crash. As a bisexual femme who's playing with boys now, I feel doubly out of place. As bi femme who does unorthodox things to the boys she's playing with, I feel like I belong but that I need to justify my existence.
All of which makes me want to write a big "fuck you, queer community" poem. Which serves me not at all, since they ARE my people, way more than most straight people are.
I feel the need to explain my not-so-complicated reaction to a song sung by one of the members of a featured act. She asked if there were any straight men in the audience. Two brave souls raised their hands -- and my friend Butterfly who looks nothing like a straight man, but hey, this is Gender Crash. She said, "this song is dedicated to you." And proceeded to sing a song that everyone in the audience but me, apparently, found HI-larious. I will paraphrase the song for you:
Please stop kissing me
It's really not turning me on.
I don't like aftershave,
and even though you are a really nice guy
I've realized that men just don't do it for me
I didn't want to tell you
because you are such a nice guy
Oh, and by the way, I have been fucking your ex-girlfriend
in various ways
often in the same room with you
while you did not know that I was betraying you
with her
who is also a dyke
you poor man
all your ex-girlfriends become dykes
oh, well
have a nice life
As I said, everyone just laughed along to this song. As though straight men are not, in fact, human beings with emotions and hearts and souls. Which can be betrayed. And hurt. And stomped on. If she had been singing this song to another woman, about how she was leaving her for her ex-boyfriend, would everyone have laughed? I don't know if it's my Buddhist training or my current association with straight men, but I found the song deeply offensive. Even more so, I found the audience's reaction to the song deeply offensive. For me, it epitomized everything that is wrong with the insular gay community within JP and other parts of the world. When you surround yourself with people who are more or less like you (and here a brief paean to the necessity for diversity within the gay community and how it never turns out to be as diverse as we would like), the human brain does this thing that it inevitably does. It's called the alpha group mentality. I learned about it in Psych 101. It's the thing behind xenophobia and racism. It's the thing that tells me that I and the people I'm associated with are somehow better than those people over there because... well, just because! It's apparent! It's the thing that caused all the heinous literature that tells us that African slaves were more like animals than the monsters that stuffed them into boats and forced them to work in a foreign land on a subsistence diet. It's the thing that caused men to argue for centuries that women with any kind of economic freedom or ability to realize their own non-reproductive potential would become "unsexed."
And it's the thing that tells a bunch of queers in JP that it's okay to laugh at the pain that a man might feel upon learning that his lover is not only not into men, but has betrayed him with another woman.
It makes me sick.
- Feeling:
irked
It's true that surrendering to desire, halting the endless cycle of grasping can be freeing. But I believe it's also a kind of bondage to completely deny oneself the pleasures of the flesh. We are human beings. Part of our purpose on this earth, in this lifetime, is to delight in the human experience, to suffer in the human experience. My only issue with Buddhist thought is that the teachings often seem to encourage its followers to deny the transcendence and freedom that comes from participation in the human drama, to avoid human drama and to label it bad or wrong. I do not agree that all desire should be looked upon as suffering. Christian attitudes toward sexuality come from that same premise. Again and again, I return to the refuge of Buddhist teachings, freeing myself from the wheel of desire, fulfillment, frustration. But the warmth and solace of this freedom comes from its contrast to the other side of human experience.
It's as though the inward freedom described below is a warm room with a fire and hot cocoa, and the wheel of desire is a crazy, joyful snowball fight on a cold, sunny day. Each gives the other its sweetness.
It's as though the inward freedom described below is a warm room with a fire and hot cocoa, and the wheel of desire is a crazy, joyful snowball fight on a cold, sunny day. Each gives the other its sweetness.
True Freedom Is an Inward State of Being
Morality as taught by way of rules is extremely powerful and valuable
in the development of practice. It must be remembered that it, like
all the techniques in meditation, is merely a tool to enable one to
eventually get to that place of unselfishness where morality and
wisdom flow naturally. In the West, there's a myth that freedom means
free expression--that to follow all desires wherever they take one is
true freedom. In fact, as one serves the mind, one sees that following
desires, attractions, repulsions is not at all freedom, but is a kind
of bondage. A mind filled with desires and grasping inevitably entails
great suffering. Freedom is not to be gained through the ability to
perform certain external actions. True freedom is an inward state of
being. Once it is attained, no situation in the world can bind one or
limit one's freedom. It is in this context that we must understand
moral precepts and moral rules. - Jack Kornfield, Living Dharma from
Everyday Mind, edited by Jean Smith, a Tricycle book
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_536/dailydharma/4135-1.html
- Feeling:
contemplative
This snippet (mini dharma talk, daily meditation, whathaveyou) helps me to turn the 3D image of mindfulness a little to the left and up. One benefit of mindfulness practice appears to be the ability to regulate one's emotions -- to sink the keel deeper into the waters of the emotional mind. For a more even-keeled approach to the world, get it? Get it? Harrh, I'm clever!
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Mindfulness vs. Concentration
Some people do not know the difference between "mindfulness" and
"concentration." They concentrate on what they're doing, thinking that
is being mindful. . . . We can concentrate on what we are doing, but
if we are not mindful at the same time, with the ability to reflect on
the moment, then if somebody interferes with our concentration, we may
blow up, get carried away by anger at being frustrated. If we are
mindful, we are aware of the tendency to first concentrate and then to
feel anger when something interferes with that concentration. With
mindfulness we can concentrate when it is appropriate to do so and not
concentrate when it is appropriate not to do so.
-- Ajahn Sumedho, in Teachings of a Buddhist Monk
from Everyday Mind, edited by Jean Smith, a Tricycle book
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_482/dailydharma/4048-1.html
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- Location:Cubicle 2016J
- Feeling:
even-keeled
- Good news for
la_directora: As evidence of a major shift in Spain's attitude toward animal rights and violence, Spain's state-run TV service has decided to stop showing bullfights at times when children might be watching. I wonder if they allow lesbian kisses? Full story from The World here. Scroll down to "Spanish TV cancels bullfight coverage" - The Goddess is alive and magic is afoot. Evidence of older, female-centered rituals exist in the Islamic tradition, too. The description of Zar (or Zaar) music in the last segment of the same show listed above sounds awfully familiar. It's led by women, it builds to a fever pitch or trance, it has healing qualities, it's designed to get the participants in touch with their own spirit, or the spirits, or The Spirit. It's familiar because it's the same thing I've been doing in ritual here in the US for well over ten years. It's also similar to what I know of Sufi ritual.
A Google search on the topic turns up mixed results. These are three I found interesting:- Arabic writings on Zar (PDF) A scholarly bibliography of a number of sources. Useful if you'd like to do some library research.
- Chapter Twelve of The Influence of Animism on Islam. The Christian/modern patriarchal bias (they liken the ritual to Black Mass) makes me squicked, but if you can read past it you may actually find accurate details.
- Homosexuality in "Traditional" Sub-Saharan Africa and Contemporary South Africa I find it interesting that zar appears to be linked to homosexuality. Well, it is female-centered, so men who participate must be gender-suspect. Funny how humans constantly conflate gender identity with sexual orientation.
- Okay, so I really dug last night's show of the The World. There was a great story on women in combat in Iraq. The segment includes excellent interviews with a number of female soldiers profiled in Band of Sisters, a book written by journalist Kirsten Holmstedt about women in combat situation. Military law still states that women cannot fight "in combat," but as Holmstedt notes, "in Iraq, the front lines are everywhere--and everywhere in Iraq women in the U.S. military fight."
- Daily Dharma quote about right livelihood:
Right Livelihood Today
Right Livelihood appears to be harder to practice these days than in
the time of the Buddha. The rule is still the same: Right Livelihood
is organizing one's financial support so that it is nonabusive,
nonexploitive, nonharming. However, these days what is abusive and
exploitive is not necessarily self-evident. When the Buddha taught,
unwholesome livelihood categories were easy to distinguish.
Soldiering, keeping slaves, manufacturing weapons and intoxicants--all
were on the proscribed list. In our time, soldiers sometimes serve as
peacekeepers. It's hard to know the wholesomeness of all the products
of any corporation, corporate mergers being what they are. Who knows
what else is being manufactured by my detergent company's
subsidiaries? . . . For me, a complete picture of wholesome Right
Livelihood is even larger than the proscriptions that reflect external
choices. Wholesome internal choices--healthy attitudes about one's
work--also contribute to mental happiness and peace of mind.
Everyone's livelihood is an opportunity for self-esteem.
-Sylvia Boorstein, It's Easier Than You Think
from Everyday Mind, edited by Jean Smith, a Tricycle book
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_478/dailydharma/4044-1.html
This is a question I struggle with quite a good deal. Anyone who saves for retirement by investing in mutual funds may inadvertently be funding a company that participates in icky things like warmongering or child labor. I've looked into the new lines of "socially responsible" investment funds, but find that their rate of return is less than stellar. And one still needs to wonder about who decides what company is socially responsible. They tend to be heavy on the tech stocks, which leads to extra volatility.
Right livelihood is why I refused a gig at Raytheon, a defense contractor and pretty big employer here in the Boston area. But defense contractors often come up with new technologies that substantially improve one's quality of life--and I'm not just talking Tang. My second-generation-immigrant grandfather spent his life working at Lockheed, which makes both passenger aircraft and war planes.
Boorstein's notion of "wholesome internal choices" is helpful. And one must be centered and well to do good effectively in the world. But it's also easy to become complacent and believe that living well and taking care of oneself is enough. It's not.
- I received some feedback recently regarding my communication style, which was described as "abrasive." While opportunities for self-improvement abound, I find myself caught in the same conundrum many women in business face. Early on in my career, a friend of mine suggested I read a book called Hardball for Women, which did an excellent job at helping me adapt to a culture that was originally made for men, by men, and about men--I'm talking about the business world. It helped me to understand the different ways that men and women communicate, and I began to modify my communication style as a result. But here's where the dilemma sets in: they see my tits. So they expect different things from me than they would of someone with no tits (or man-boobs). A man expresses anger or impatience, he's seen as powerful or important. A woman expresses anger or impatience, she's seen as out of control or moody. And God forbid you mention these different expectations in the actual business world! That's playing the gender card!
The tightrope, the challenge, the opportunity for personal growth (or AFGO, as they call it in some circles), is this: to appear competent, powerful, in control, while still personable and approachable. It's fun, kids! Now you try!
- Feeling:
aware
From the Washington Post:
Linky
China Insists on Naming Living Buddhas
China on Friday asserted the sole right to recognize living Buddhas, reincarnations of famous lamas that form the backbone of the religion's clergy.
All future incarnations of living Buddhas related to Tibetan Buddhism "must get government approval," the official Xinhua News Agency said, citing the State Administration for Religious Affairs.
[...]
A copy of the new rules posted to the administration's Web site said the selection of reincarnates "must preserve national unity and solidarity of all ethnic groups."
"The process cannot be influenced by any group or individual from outside the country," it said in an apparent reference to the Dalai Lama, Tibet's exiled spiritual leader.
[...]
China in 1992 rejected the exiled Dalai Lama's choice for the latest reincarnation of the Panchen, seizing the boy and appointing another boy in his stead.
Linky
- Feeling:
angry
Teachers in Many Forms
[I]n India, I was living in a little hut, about six feet by seven
feet. It had a canvas flap instead of a door. I was sitting on my bed
meditating, and a cat wandered in and plopped down on my lap. I took
the cat and tossed it out the door. Ten seconds later it was back in
my lap. We got into a sort of dance, this cat and I. I would toss it
out, and it would come back. I tossed it out because I was trying to
meditate, to get enlightened. But the cat kept returning. I was
getting more and more irritated, more and more annoyed with the
persistence of the cat. Finally, after about a half-hour of this
coming in and tossing out, i had to surrender. There was nothing else
to do. There was no way to block off the door. I sat there, the cat
came back in, and it got on my lap. But I did not do anything. I just
let go. Thirty seconds later the cat got up and walked out. So you
see, our teachers come in many forms.
--Joseph Goldstein
( http://www.tributetea.com/ )
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_446/dailydharma/3954-1.html
I made the lolcat. It is teh intarweb's now.
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If I have a feeling of anger, how would I mediate on that? How would I deal with it, as a Buddhist, or as an intelligent person? I would not look upon anger as something foreign to me that I have to fight, to have surgery in order to remove it. I know that anger is me, and I am anger. Nonduality, not two. I have to deal with my anger with care, with tenderness, with nonviolence. Because anger is me, I have to tend to my anger as I would tend a younger brother or sister, with love, with care, because I myself am anger, I am in it, I am it. In Buddhism we do not consider anger, hatred, greed as enemies we have to fight, to destroy, to annihilate. If we annihilate anger, we annihilate ourselves. Dealing with anger in that way would be like transforming yourself into a battlefield, tearing yourself into parts, one part taking the side of Buddhism, and one part taking the side of Mara. If you struggle in that way, you do violence to yourself. If you cannot be compassionate to yourself, you will not be able to be compassionate to others. When we get angry, we have to produce awareness: "I am angry. Anger is in me. I am anger." That is the first thing to do.
-- Thich Nhat Hanh, Being Peace, p. 46. Parallax Press. Berkeley, California: 2005.
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I heard this saying years ago, and the explanation I got was somewhat different -- possibly because the person telling it to me was from a more warlike tradition. Yes, there are more warlike Buddhist traditions ::ducks for flames:: The explanation I heard was that if you see the Buddha on the road, it is the path you should take, and by killing him you become him. The explanation below from the Daily Dharma is related, but different. But since we're all one, I guess it doesn't really matter.
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If You See The Buddha, Kill Him
For 300 years after Buddha's death there were no Buddha images. The
people's practice was the image of the Buddha, there was no need to
externalize it. But in time, as the practice was lost, people began to
place the Buddha outside of their own minds, back in time and space.
As the concept was externalized and images were made, great teachers
started to reemphasize the other meaning of Buddha. There is a saying:
"If you see the Buddha, kill him." Very shocking to people who offer
incense and worship before an image. If you have a concept in the mind
of a Buddha outside yourself, kill it, let it go. . . . Gotama Buddha
repeatedly reminded people that the experience of truth comes from
one's own mind.
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_413/da ilydharma/3893-1.html
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If You See The Buddha, Kill Him
For 300 years after Buddha's death there were no Buddha images. The
people's practice was the image of the Buddha, there was no need to
externalize it. But in time, as the practice was lost, people began to
place the Buddha outside of their own minds, back in time and space.
As the concept was externalized and images were made, great teachers
started to reemphasize the other meaning of Buddha. There is a saying:
"If you see the Buddha, kill him." Very shocking to people who offer
incense and worship before an image. If you have a concept in the mind
of a Buddha outside yourself, kill it, let it go. . . . Gotama Buddha
repeatedly reminded people that the experience of truth comes from
one's own mind.
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_413/da
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What Was Wild
As I left my daytime resting place on Vulture Peak, I saw an elephant
come up on the riverbank after its bath. A man took a hook and said to
the elephant, "Give me your foot." The elephant stretched out its
foot; the man mounted. Seeing what was wild before gone tame under
human hands, I went into the forest and concentrated on my mind.
--Dantika, in Susan Murcotts The First Buddhist Woman
Via Tricycle's Daily Dharma
More about Buddhist women here:
http://www.urbandharma.org/udharma3/wom en.html
As I left my daytime resting place on Vulture Peak, I saw an elephant
come up on the riverbank after its bath. A man took a hook and said to
the elephant, "Give me your foot." The elephant stretched out its
foot; the man mounted. Seeing what was wild before gone tame under
human hands, I went into the forest and concentrated on my mind.
--Dantika, in Susan Murcotts The First Buddhist Woman
Via Tricycle's Daily Dharma
More about Buddhist women here:
http://www.urbandharma.org/udharma3/wom
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"Love all Creation.
The whole and every grain of sand in it.
Love every leaf,
and every ray of light.
Love the plants.
Love the animals.
Love everything.
If you love everything,
you will perceive the Divine Mystery
in all things.
Once you perceive it,
you will comprehend it better every day.
And you will come, at last,
To love the whole world
with an all-embracing love."
- Dostoyevsky, Brothers Karamazov
Pushed to my inbox from Oneness Minute. I'm guessing Dostoyesky did not lapse into poetry in the middle of The Brothers Karamazov, so the line breaks must have been added. I abhor centering and capitalizing lines of poetry for no reason, so I removed those two annoying formatting changes. Wherever possible, I recommend referring to the original source material.
In between wanting to bitch-slap triatches* talkin' smack, I do occasionally practice metta.
* triatch: American slang. Shortened form of trick-ass bitch: a troublesome individual, with connotations of sexual promiscuity, possibly a prostitute
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What is Right Action?
And what, monks, is Right Action? Refraining from taking life,
refraining from what is not given, refraining from sexual misconduct.
This is called Right Action.
Wisdom (pañña)
1. Right Understanding (or Right View, or Right Perspective)
"And what, monks, is right understanding? Knowledge with regard to stress, knowledge with regard to the origination of stress, knowledge with regard to the stopping of stress, knowledge with regard to the way of practice leading to the stopping of stress: This, monks, is called right understanding.
2. Right Thought (or Right Intention, or Right Resolve)
"And what is right thought? Being resolved on renunciation, on freedom from ill will, on harmlessness: This is called right thought.
Virtue (sila)
3. Right Speech
"And what is right speech? Abstaining from lying, abstaining from divisive speech, abstaining from abusive speech, abstaining from idle chatter: This, monks, is called right speech.
4. Right Action
"And what, monks, is right action? Abstaining from taking life, abstaining from stealing, abstaining from unchastity: This, monks, is called right action.
5. Right Livelihood
"And what, monks, is right livelihood? There is the case where a disciple of the noble ones, having abandoned dishonest livelihood, keeps his life going with right livelihood: This, monks, is called right livelihood.
Concentration (samadhi)
6. Right Effort (or Right Endeavour)
"And what, monks, is right effort? (i) There is the case where a monk generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the sake of the non-arising of evil, unskillful qualities that have not yet arisen. (ii) He generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the sake of the abandonment of evil, unskillful qualities that have arisen. (iii) He generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the sake of the arising of skillful qualities that have not yet arisen. (iv) He generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the maintenance, non-confusion, increase, plenitude, development, & culmination of skillful qualities that have arisen: This, monks, is called right effort.
7. Right Mindfulness
"And what, monks, is right mindfulness? (i) There is the case where a monk remains focused on the body in & of itself -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. (ii) He remains focused on feelings in & of themselves -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. (iii) He remains focused on the mind in & of itself -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. (iv) He remains focused on mental qualities in & of themselves -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. This, monks, is called right mindfulness.
8. Right Concentration
"And what, monks, is right concentration? (i) There is the case where a monk -- quite withdrawn from sensuality, withdrawn from unskillful (mental) qualities -- enters & remains in the first jhana: rapture & pleasure born from withdrawal, accompanied by directed thought & evaluation. (ii) With the stilling of directed thought & evaluation, he enters & remains in the second jhana: rapture & pleasure born of concentration, one-pointedness of awareness free from directed thought & evaluation -- internal assurance. (iii) With the fading of rapture, he remains in equanimity, mindful & fully aware, and physically sensitive of pleasure. He enters & remains in the third jhana, of which the Noble Ones declare, 'Equanimous & mindful, he has a pleasurable abiding.' (iv) With the abandoning of pleasure & pain -- as with the earlier disappearance of elation & distress -- he enters & remains in the fourth jhana: purity of equanimity & mindfulness, neither pleasure nor pain. This, monks, is called right concentration."
From the Magga-vibhanga Sutta
And what, monks, is Right Action? Refraining from taking life,
refraining from what is not given, refraining from sexual misconduct.
This is called Right Action.
Wisdom (pañña)
1. Right Understanding (or Right View, or Right Perspective)
"And what, monks, is right understanding? Knowledge with regard to stress, knowledge with regard to the origination of stress, knowledge with regard to the stopping of stress, knowledge with regard to the way of practice leading to the stopping of stress: This, monks, is called right understanding.
2. Right Thought (or Right Intention, or Right Resolve)
"And what is right thought? Being resolved on renunciation, on freedom from ill will, on harmlessness: This is called right thought.
Virtue (sila)
3. Right Speech
"And what is right speech? Abstaining from lying, abstaining from divisive speech, abstaining from abusive speech, abstaining from idle chatter: This, monks, is called right speech.
4. Right Action
"And what, monks, is right action? Abstaining from taking life, abstaining from stealing, abstaining from unchastity: This, monks, is called right action.
5. Right Livelihood
"And what, monks, is right livelihood? There is the case where a disciple of the noble ones, having abandoned dishonest livelihood, keeps his life going with right livelihood: This, monks, is called right livelihood.
Concentration (samadhi)
6. Right Effort (or Right Endeavour)
"And what, monks, is right effort? (i) There is the case where a monk generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the sake of the non-arising of evil, unskillful qualities that have not yet arisen. (ii) He generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the sake of the abandonment of evil, unskillful qualities that have arisen. (iii) He generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the sake of the arising of skillful qualities that have not yet arisen. (iv) He generates desire, endeavors, activates persistence, upholds & exerts his intent for the maintenance, non-confusion, increase, plenitude, development, & culmination of skillful qualities that have arisen: This, monks, is called right effort.
7. Right Mindfulness
"And what, monks, is right mindfulness? (i) There is the case where a monk remains focused on the body in & of itself -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. (ii) He remains focused on feelings in & of themselves -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. (iii) He remains focused on the mind in & of itself -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. (iv) He remains focused on mental qualities in & of themselves -- ardent, aware, & mindful -- putting away greed & distress with reference to the world. This, monks, is called right mindfulness.
8. Right Concentration
"And what, monks, is right concentration? (i) There is the case where a monk -- quite withdrawn from sensuality, withdrawn from unskillful (mental) qualities -- enters & remains in the first jhana: rapture & pleasure born from withdrawal, accompanied by directed thought & evaluation. (ii) With the stilling of directed thought & evaluation, he enters & remains in the second jhana: rapture & pleasure born of concentration, one-pointedness of awareness free from directed thought & evaluation -- internal assurance. (iii) With the fading of rapture, he remains in equanimity, mindful & fully aware, and physically sensitive of pleasure. He enters & remains in the third jhana, of which the Noble Ones declare, 'Equanimous & mindful, he has a pleasurable abiding.' (iv) With the abandoning of pleasure & pain -- as with the earlier disappearance of elation & distress -- he enters & remains in the fourth jhana: purity of equanimity & mindfulness, neither pleasure nor pain. This, monks, is called right concentration."
From the Magga-vibhanga Sutta
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This quote does an excellent job of describing how mindfulness works. It's from the Daily Dharma, a free newsletter from Tricycle Magazine. (Subscribe here)
The Hallmark of the Enlightenment Process
The hallmark of the enlightenment process is in being "here" and not
"there." Indeed, the focal point of continuity is in being here at all
times. The famous message of Ram Dass to "Be here now" is what results
when one is adept in this practice. It is laborious in that it
requires great perseverance--we are up against lifelong patterns--but
it is a major enlightenment practice because it can break through our
basic conditioning. The secret of success in continuity practice is to
eliminate any sense of failure. From the moment we begin, we are
successful. The only measure of success is this moment, right now. Are
we here? If we are here, our practice is perfect. The fact that we
have just returned from out yonder, or that we might take off again in
a few seconds, is not relevant. Without this practice, we would always
be spaced out. We would rarely experience being here. Thus, each
moment we are able to break the pattern, we have succeeded.
--David A. Cooper, in Silence, Simplicity and Solitude
from Everyday Mind, edited by Jean Smith, a Tricycle book
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_128/da ilydharma/3146-1.html
The Hallmark of the Enlightenment Process
The hallmark of the enlightenment process is in being "here" and not
"there." Indeed, the focal point of continuity is in being here at all
times. The famous message of Ram Dass to "Be here now" is what results
when one is adept in this practice. It is laborious in that it
requires great perseverance--we are up against lifelong patterns--but
it is a major enlightenment practice because it can break through our
basic conditioning. The secret of success in continuity practice is to
eliminate any sense of failure. From the moment we begin, we are
successful. The only measure of success is this moment, right now. Are
we here? If we are here, our practice is perfect. The fact that we
have just returned from out yonder, or that we might take off again in
a few seconds, is not relevant. Without this practice, we would always
be spaced out. We would rarely experience being here. Thus, each
moment we are able to break the pattern, we have succeeded.
--David A. Cooper, in Silence, Simplicity and Solitude
from Everyday Mind, edited by Jean Smith, a Tricycle book
http://www.tricycle.com/issues/2_128/da
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