Thursday, May 31, 2012

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/31/2012

"My experience with forgiveness is that it sort of comes spontaneously at a certain point and to try to force it it's not really forgiveness. It's Buddhist philosophy or something spiritual jargon that you're trying to live up to but you're just using it against yourself as a reason why you're not okay."
~Pema Chödrön

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/31/2012

"My experience with forgiveness is that it sort of comes spontaneously at a certain point and to try to force it it's not really forgiveness. It's Buddhist philosophy or something spiritual jargon that you're trying to live up to but you're just using it against yourself as a reason why you're not okay."
~Pema Chödrön

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Wednesday, May 30, 2012

PROMOTION WEDNESDAY

MIND WORK

If you have not already ordered a copy of Mind Work, please consider doing so.  The publisher tells me there has been a glitch in the "shopping cart" process, so you may have experienced difficulty ordering.  Would you try again?  If you enjoy my daily entries on The Buddha Diaries, I'm sure you'll find a lot to like in this collection.  It's about taking the self apart in order to find greater creative freedom.  Your outlay also helps to keep me going at The Buddha Diaries, so it's very much appreciated.  (NOTE: If you have a blog and could give the book some coverage in exchange for a review copy, be sure to let my assistant, Emily know.)  Please give this a thought.  Also, while I'm in promotion mode...

ONE HOUR/ONE PAINTING...


This is the picture we'll be looking at next Tuesday, June 5, at the "One Hour/One Painting" session at William Turner Gallery, starting at 6PM.  The painting is by Ned Evans.  It's called "Sun Biscuit," and its jazzy interplay of horizontals, verticals and diagonals, along with its brilliant colors should give us plenty to play with.  The gallery is located at Bergamot Station in Santa Monica.  Please contact Emily for further information and reservations.

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/30/2012

"It is only when we begin to relax with ourselves that meditation becomes a transformative process. Only when we relate with ourselves without moralizing, without harshness, without deception, can we let go of harmful patterns. Without maitri (metta), renunciation of old habits becomes abusive. This is an important point."
~Pema Chödrön

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/30/2012

"It is only when we begin to relax with ourselves that meditation becomes a transformative process. Only when we relate with ourselves without moralizing, without harshness, without deception, can we let go of harmful patterns. Without maitri (metta), renunciation of old habits becomes abusive. This is an important point."
~Pema Chödrön

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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

THE END IS NIGH

Millennial madness is with us again as December 2012 looms and, with it, the end of the world as we know it, as "predicted" by the Mayan calendar.

It's a good moment, then, to take note of Richard Landes' Heaven on Earth: The Varieties of Millennial Experience.  It would take a mind more scholarly than my own to do justice to this book with a properly critical review.  It's a hefty tome and its language is that of meticulously argued academic analysis.  The footnotes alone often take up half a page or more--and that's on every page of this 500-page book.  But--please note--this should not deter anyone who is seriously interested in attempting to come to at least a partial understanding of the bewildering, dangerous insanity that threatens to engulf our world in this twenty-first century.  That should include all of us.

Okay, I'll admit I glossed over some of the more esoteric passages.  I did not pay that much attention to the footnotes.  And I struggled, at times, with the language.  But I was so engaged by the stories of human gullibility, folly and delusion that my fascination never lapsed.

As have many people like myself who think of themselves, as I do, as rational, thinking human beings, I have been confounded by the absurd, sometimes outrageous, and ostensibly religious beliefs that govern the thoughts and actions of so many of our fellow travelers on this planet, who in their fanatic dedication to deluded notions gladly endanger our very existence on the planet Earth.  I think not only of those "Muslim terrorists" who brought down the World Trade Center towers and plot the demise of Western civilization, but also of their Christian brethren in madness who preach their fundamentalist, end-of-times versions of reality in our own churches here in America.  Such extremist views are not merely tolerated, they are embraced by alarming numbers of our fellow-citizens--and they coalesce into a powerful political force.  It behooves us to pay attention, and to attempt to understand the incomprehensible.

Enter Richard Landes, who helpfully frames all this insanity in the context of the "millennial experience." In our attempt to explain and envision a reality beyond the human condition that is all too frequently one of suffering, bondage, injustice and violent conflict, we humans have often in our history rushed to embrace the prophecies of messiahs who promise us peace, freedom and justice for all--"heaven on earth," just over the hill, past the (imminent!) end of the world, if only we will repent, believe in them, and follow them if necessary to the ends of the earth.  Whether by rapture or vengeful apocalypse, "we shall overcome" the forces of evil and find salvation through their intermediary.

Trouble is, of course, that the end of the world never comes, and the inevitable disillusionment needs some explanation: in the most benign of cases, the date of the cataclysm merely gets postponed; in the worst, we descend into mass suicide or mass murder, even genocide when the megalomania of false prophets explodes into homicidal frenzy.

I found this book to be both amazing and enlightening.  As I suggested at the start, I am unqualified to review it in the critical perspective of other work in the same field of study, but I found its arguments compelling and its stories fascinating.  We know these characters, from Jim Jones to Adolf Hitler, and Landes offers a plausible framework in which to understand their seemingly inexplicable power over their followers.  The stories he tells help us to tease out the underlying patterns of human behavior that permit atrocities like the Holocaust, and leave us open, in the current century, to real and actual self-destruction as a species.  In reading the deplorable history of apocalyptic prophesies and events and in understanding how they come about, Landes suggests in his conclusion, we might just possibly avert the biggest one of all.

Unless, of course, the Mayan calendar proves us skeptics wrong... (It may account for all those typos!  Oxford University Press?  Really?  For shame!)  See you in January.








Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/29/2012

"Nothing in its essence is one way or the other."
 
~Pema Chödrön

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/29/2012

"Nothing in its essence is one way or the other."
 
~Pema Chödrön

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Monday, May 28, 2012

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/28/2012

"Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us."
 
~Pema Chödrön

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/28/2012

"Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us."
 
~Pema Chödrön

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EXQUISITE TORTURE

We went with friends at the weekend to see the movie "First Position."  It's a documentary that follows a handful of youngsters, aged ten to seventeen or so, who are vying for glory--and the chance for a successful career--at the Youth America Grand Prix competition in ballet dancing.  A diverse group--one girl comes miraculously from traumatized, war-torn Sierra Leone, a young lad from relative poverty in Columbia, a pair from Israel--they share only their single-minded passion. The work involved consumes their whole lives, not to mention the lives of their family.  Quote aside from the incredible expense involved, it's mercilessly demanding on their young bodies. It also requires a dedication that is little short of obsessive, and given the relatively low "demand" for this art form in the contemporary world, the chances for success in the field are slimmer even than in most others.

You have to admire the tenacity of these young people, along with their superlative physical agility and their boundless aspiration.  Their physical work is harder and longer than anything I have had to do in my life, and they devote themselves to it in the spirit of a passionate pursuit of perfection.  There is something about the exercise of such discipline, I believe, that gives them a special quality as human beings: a sense of purpose, a respect for others, a gracefulness and charm, and--I'm reaching for a word that has the ring of "wholesomeness" without being quite so condescending.  They must be very much in touch with themselves, acutely conscious, their awareness honed to a fine point by suffering gladly accepted and daily experienced for the sake of their art.  Unusual, too, in youngsters of this age, is their emotional maturity in the sense that they are clearly able to register their feelings and, at the same time, to subordinate them to their goals. They are certainly very special people.

I was impressed, too, by the adults in their lives.  Certainly, there was at least one "tiger mom" amongst them, but for the most part the parents seemed genuinely supportive, following along with their children's hopes and dreams with a certain sense of awe.  Required to make enormous sacrifices, they do so for the most part with good cheer and without reservation.  The film offered glimpses of the relationship between young student and adult coach, whose work seemed to require a fine balance between patience and demand, supportive love and standards that to many of us would seem overly exacting.  Missing, perhaps, was a closer look at the role of the competition's judges, responsible at the end for the hard decisions as to who would triumph and who would go home disappointed.

I was left wondering about the sheer physical torture--there's no other word for it--inflicted by this art form on its practitioners.  Injuries among dancers are as common and as debilitating as those caused on the playing fields of professional sports and, like professionals in sports, dancers are so highly motivated that they will ignore the pain and get on with the work, causing themselves still further damage.  Watching this film you can only wince at the images of the abrasions of sore feet and the contortions of human bodies forced into positions for which they were not designed.  And the obvious, external injuries are matched by the internal ones, the expectation of perfection and the intolerance of failure, the pain of disappointment and the rigors of self-judgment.

Still, as my friend Stuart pointed out as we drove home, these youngsters do seem to engage in their passion willingly.  It is their choice that brings them back to the dance studio every day and to embrace the pain and the discipline that choice entails.  If it is a form of torture, it can only be described as exquisite--both in the experiencing of it and in the results.  Now, if writers had to go through the same, maybe there would be fewer of us vying for the attention of a dwindling supply of readers!  We sit comfortably enough at our computers and risk growing plump as we exercise our fingers only at the keyboard.  I am not, however, tempted to get up and dance!


Sunday, May 27, 2012

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/27/2012

"Compassionate action starts with seeing yourself when you start to make yourself right and when you start to make yourself wrong. At that point you could just contemplate the fact that there is a larger alternative to either of those, a more tender, shaky kind of place where you could live."
 
~Pema Chödrön

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/27/2012

"Compassionate action starts with seeing yourself when you start to make yourself right and when you start to make yourself wrong. At that point you could just contemplate the fact that there is a larger alternative to either of those, a more tender, shaky kind of place where you could live."
 
~Pema Chödrön

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Friday, May 25, 2012

"BALANCE OF SHADOWS"

."One Hour/One Painting" proved its worth again yesterday evening, this time at the studio of my friend Gregg Chadwick.  The studio is located in a  former airplane hanger at the Santa Monica Airport, so we had a good deal of aviation noises to contend with--planes flying low overhead, landing and taking off.  And the sight lines were not as good for some as I would have wished: we had a full house, and the two rows were necessarily stretched rather widely across the studio, leaving some participants viewing the picture at too steep an angle.  Still, to judge by the response cards and the conversation afterwards, most people managed to compensate for this and were fully engaged.

Gregg is not only a painter but also a big reader--his bookshelves in the studio crammed with a great diversity of interesting books--and a fellow-blogger at Speed of Life.  If you have not visited there, I hope you will.  He brings an artist's vision to everything he writes about.  For the occasion, he had used the biggest studio wall to hang this picture...


... "Balance of Shadows."  (Great title, by the way!)  It's a fine, large painting, ideally suited to the purposes of "One Hour/One Painting" in its rich combination of color and light, surface texture and underpainting, image and abstraction.  The central figure, balancing on a slack rope that loops across the canvas, seems to levitate, dancing on pure light.  The color of his robes suggest a Southeast Asian monk.  Closely observed, the brushwork to left and right reveals subtle landscape elements--rocks and trees--suggesting a blend between the spiritual traditions of the far east and the aesthetic traditions of the West as far back as the Renaissance.  Buried in the picture, some of them barely discernible, are other figures, marching soldiers, Gregg told us later--a reminder of one of those disastrous and eventually futile US military misadventures in Asia.  The painting's title reminds us that light, indeed, proceeds from darkness, and that the search for the middle path is always a balancing act.

An enthusiastic response, then, to an hour of guided meditation and contemplation.  It's a great way to come to know a painting.  The discussion that followed the silent sit was lively and profound.  The experience went deep.  The talk could have gone on much longer, I think, but I chose to bring it to a close, fearing that the memory of the event might become too wordy.  It is not often, when I do these sessions, that the artist joins us.  In this case, Gregg was clearly gratified by the response to his work--and I was grateful to him for providing not only the great painting for us to look at, but also for the studio space and, afterwards, generously, a supply of snacks and beverages.  By the time I left for the drive home, there were still a good number of participants left, deep in conversation.

This session marked the first time "One Hour/One Painting" has been videotaped.  I had submitted an article about the experience to Tricycle magazine and, while they declined the article itself, they inquired about a video for possible inclusion on their online meditation site.  Gregg's cousin, David, a professional in the field, kindly volunteered to do the job, so I'll be interested to see how it turned out.  I suggested that he tape my introduction first--I stand at the front to explain something of the history and the process of the event--and then follow my guidance through the painting for the remainder of the hour.  If nothing else, it should be a great exploration of "Balance of Shadows."  I'll let you know if and when it appears on Tricycle.

Thanks to Gregg, thanks to David, and thanks to a great group of participants.  I have the feeling that I'll be seeing some of them again at future sessions.  The next one, by the way, is on Tuesday, June 5 in the William Turner Gallery at Bergamot Station.  The artist is Ned Evans.  I'll be putting out more information shortly.

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/25/2012

"When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it's bottomless, that it doesn't have any resolution, that this heart is huge, vast, and limitless. You begin to discover how much warmth and gentleness is there, as well as how much space."
~Pema Chödrön

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/25/2012

"When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it's bottomless, that it doesn't have any resolution, that this heart is huge, vast, and limitless. You begin to discover how much warmth and gentleness is there, as well as how much space."
~Pema Chödrön

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Thursday, May 24, 2012

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

COMING TO MY SENSES

I watched my mind formulate this nice observation as I sat in meditation this morning: I was "coming to my senses."  I realize that the goal is to wake up from that coma that so easily overtakes me, cocooning me from what's going on in my own body and mind, let alone from what's happening in the world out there. So the sensation I worked for this morning, with conscious breaths, was total sensory awareness.  I soon arrived at a very pleasant tingling sensation at the surface of the skin, a sense of the body being awake to itself and it surroundings.

When the body wakes up, the mind is bright, too.  When I come, literally, to my (physical) senses, I realign my thought process, too.  Things snap back into a proper, clearer perspective.  And it's good to note that words--the formulation of words into thought--can be very helpful in meditation, even though they can also be a distraction.  I suppose it's a matter of using them skillfully.  Words have the ability to get the mind focused on a particular approach, a new apprehension that can cast things suddenly, brilliantly, in a whole new light.  I'll try reminding myself to come to my senses again soon...

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/23/2012

"Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it."
~Siddhārtha Gautama

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/23/2012

"Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it."
~Siddhārtha Gautama

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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

'NAUSEATING"

For today's entry, please click on over to Vote Obama 2012, where I have some thoughts about the co-option of Newark, NJ Mayor Cory Booker into the Romany campaign playbook.

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/22/2012

"You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection."
 
~Siddhārtha Gautama

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/22/2012

"You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection."
 
~Siddhārtha Gautama

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Monday, May 21, 2012

CONDUCTING THE L.A. PHILHARMONIC

It seemed I had thoughtlessly accepted, months earlier, an invitation to conduct the Los Angeles Philharmonic in a symphonic concert.  Now the time had come to perform and I was understandably nervous.  I was unqualified and unprepared.  I have a tin ear.  And besides, why had there been no rehearsals?

So there I was onstage, baton in hand.  I managed to clown my way through the introductory piece, a contemporary bagatelle that was all cacophony and lacked rhyme or reason.  All I had to do was jump around the stage whilst the musicians played to their own devices.

Come intermission, though, it was time for sober reassessment.  The main piece on the program was a classical symphony with which I was totally unfamiliar.  I am no musician.  I cannot even read a score.  This was something I knew I could not fake: I would have to come clean.

Once the audience was reseated, I came out on stage and stepped forward to address them.  "I must be honest with you," I said.  I felt good about telling the truth.  "I am here under false pretenses.   There is no way I can conduct this symphony without knowing how to read the score.  There must be many people out there in the audience more qualified than I who are simply itching to try their hand with the baton.  I will happily hand it over to them."

There were no takers.  The concert-goers began to leave in a huff.  The orchestra disbanded and left the stage.  I was left with the baton in my hand and the feeling that I had let everyone down.

There was more to this dream, but I do not remember it.

Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/21/2012

"Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful."
 
~Siddhārtha Gautama

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Early Morning Buddhist Inspiration - 5/21/2012

"Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful."
 
~Siddhārtha Gautama

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