Tag: Pema Chodron

  • Compassion in Buddhism: Why does Kuan Yin have so many hands? 

    Compassion in Buddhism: Why does Kuan Yin have so many hands? 

    Kuan Yin is an archetype of compassion in Buddhism. Sometimes portrayed as female, or male, or androgynously, they manifest the impulse to help suffering beings.

    In his celebrated Four Quartets, T. S. Eliot observed:

    Human kind cannot bear very much reality.

    Reality is a lot to take sometimes. One teacher says this practice builds our “reality tolerance.”

    Ours is a sobering practice

    The bare bones of it is to appreciate the “three inconvenient truths”, as the American nun Pema Chodron calls the “three marks of existence” the Buddha taught are intrinsic to reality: impermanence, stress, and interconnectedness.

    It’s inconvenient for us that everything changes.

    For example, just when I’m feeling settled as I sit to meditate, there’s this pain, or that song going through my head and ricocheting off my inner cranium walls, telling me I have been overdoing it with Spotify.

    Deep down we much prefer convenience

    From a Buddhist perspective, the habit energies called delusion come along to satisfy our preference for convenience, controlling the internal narrative, spinning reality in a distorted way, supporting our insupportable preferences for stability and constancy.

    Mostly, we fall for this over and over, until we grasp that our practice is about seeing these delusive habit energies arise in the mind in their many guises and to work through them.

    A milestone in practce …

    is seeing how our conditioned patterns distort our perceptions of reality in real time.

    This practice is sobering because we get intimate with our personal experience of stress and frustration- one of the three aspects of reality the Buddha called dukkha.

    If we don’t clearly see the mechanisms of our own stress and frustration, it’s hard to be happy. 

    When we see this clearly, there is such a relief.

    In the Pali language of early Buddhism, the meditation we practice is called vipassana. “Passana” means to see, and the prefix vi means “in a particular way.”

    As we adapt to regular sitting practice, there’s a deepening sense of calm and inner composure, which helps us see things more clearly.

    A calmer mind is less inclined to fall for the delusive habit energies of desire, aversion or agitation. We can see our stuff more clearly, our hidden motivation and agendas, for example.

    Tranquility allows a healing to happen, a gathering together of all our broken parts, the unfinished business, the parts we have disowned.

    But the practice doesn’t end here, it’s just getting started.

    Kuan Yin: archetype of compassion in Buddhism
    Kuan Yin: archetype of compassion in Buddhism

    We notice that just as we have work to do, so does everyone else.

    We realize we’re all in this mess together. Even when we do not know what to do next, we feel we should at least try to be kind.

    The late Zen master Bernie Glassman tells us “I define realization as the depth to which one sees the interconnectedness of life.”

    Then he adds a corollary, which emphasizes compassion in Buddhism:

    And the degree of your enlightenment can be measured by your actions.

    Here is a Zen koan- a kind of teaching story- from ancient Zen lore about compassion in Buddhism as the the fruit of our sobering practice, of living our interconnected-ness.

    How Does Kuan Yin Use Those Many Hands & Eyes

    Yunyan asks the more realized monk Daowu:
    “Why is it that the Bodhisattva Guanyin has so many hands and eyes?”
    Daowu responds, “It is like someone sleeping, in the night, reaching behind her head for her pillow.”
    To these words Yunyan said, “I understand.”
    When asked what precisely was his understanding he answered, “Our bodies are covered with eyes and hands.”
    Daowu replied, “Almost. You’re eight tenths of the way.”
    Then, when asked what is the more complete response, was told,
    “There are only eyes and hands.”

    This conversation between two monks is preserved in the twelfth century anthology of Zen stories called the Blue Cliff Record. Both monks, Yunyan and Daowu, were students of the same teacher and would themselves each become famous teachers.

    They both deeply realized this interconnectedness. Daowu, it seems, had a deeper understanding than the younger monk Yunyan, who asked why the bodhisattva Kwan Yin has so many hands and eyes.

    In my mind, Yunyan was really asking “What’s the deal with this deity we all talk so much about, who has a thousand hands and a thousand eyes? What’s up with that?”

    Kwan Yin is an archetype of compassion in Buddhism.

    Sometimes portrayed as a man, sometimes as a woman, and sometimes androgynously, Kwan Yin manifests the altruistic impulse to reach out and help suffering beings.

    Daowu says this altruistic impulse comes deeply from the heart without a second thought- like someone turning in her sleep and reaching a hand behind her head to adjust her pillow. 

    He says this natural impulse of compassion in Buddhism is like having eyes and hands all over our body. True, true, says his companion Yunyan. But he adds- that’s only 80% of the answer. 

    The full answer, he says, is realizing “There are only eyes and hands.” I appreciate the writer James Ishmael Ford take on the full answer here:

    Just this. Ends and means, one thing; our interdependence and you and I, one thing.

  • not a caravan of despair

    not a caravan of despair

    Do you have a fear of missing out on a more spiritual experience doing a mountain of laundry, washing a sinkful of dishes, or raking leaves till kingdom come?

    The meditation teacher Karen Maezen Miller, in a piece published in Lion’s Roar, rightfully calls us on this thought, while describing how the domestic lives of the communal Zen masters of old offered many a critical course correction:

    Rather than think of daily life chores as something to get through; it’s fully experiencing the “getting through” part that frees the mind more profoundly than running off to a cave in the misty mountains.

    In Do Dishes, Rake Leaves, she asks:

    Tell me, while I’m sweeping leaves till kingdom come, is it getting in the way of my life? Is it interfering with my life? Keeping me from my life? 

    Do Dishes, Rake Leaves

    There is a break in this piece while she makes simple observations about folding clothes and washing dishes. Then she answers her own question:

    Only my imaginary life, that life of what-ifs and how-comes: the life I’m dreaming of.

    Then another short narrative digression, ending with:

    At the moment that I’m raking leaves, at the moment I’m doing anything, it is my life; it is all of time, and it is all of me.   

    Pause and ask yourself:

    do you really and truly feel you are missing out on some more spiritual experience by being saddled with a mountain of laundry, a sink overflowing with dishes, or a yard full of leaves to rake?

    I like Josh Korda’s line, that our mindfulness practice is

    not really about being above it all; it’s about being with it all.

    Whether in sitting meditation or raking leaves or doing the laundry, our core practice is to notice what is happening.

    When you feel irritated, bothered, or bored, just be aware of mind states and their underlying feeling tones. Or the feeling tones and their undelying mind states.

    As soon as you notice these feelings, and the awareness in which they arise, you are no longer lost in them.

    As the Korean monk Haemin Sunim writes:

    Awareness is inherently pure, like the open sky. Stress, irritation, and anger can temporarily cloud the sky, but they can never pollute it.

    The wave of irritation, anger, boredom, or whatever it is, naturally recedes on its own as long as you don’t feed it by dwelling or spinning an interesting narrative around it.

    This is not just detachment; we also learn to turn towards and gently open to the sadness or grief that seeks our attention, triggering perhaps sadness, shame or fear.

    I love how Pema Chodron describes this essential skill:

    We join our loss of heart with honesty and kindness. Instead of pulling back from the pain of irritation we move closer. We lean into the wave. We swim into the wave.

    Mindful poetry

    Mindfulness is this simple: we pay attention to what’s happening in the moment, let go of any stories we may tell ourselves about our experiences, and “swim into the wave.”

    As Jiddu Krishnamurti put it:

    Pure attention without judgment is not only the highest form of human intelligence but also the highest expression of love.

    As you get better at it, you realize that challenging mental states are just the resistance to what is. And they rise and recede within the silent space of your awareness.

    When you sit down to meditate today, feel any resistance which may come up — to aches, pains, or mental states such as boredom, restlessness, or doubt.

    Savor the resistance, like a fine wine or a smooth boba tea.

    As it dissipates, feel the joy of the quieting mind, which is always there.

    Ours is a practice of uncovering joy and fulfillment in our lives just as they are, regardless of our circumstances.

    Rumi has the last word this week; on his tomb is purportedly written:

    Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of life. Though you have broken your vow a hundred times, ours is not a caravan of despair.

    Poems of Rumi

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  • when is the best time to meditate?

    when is the best time to meditate?

    … when the mind complains it does NOT want to meditate, says the Buddhist monk U Tejaniya

    I’m going to assume that you are like most of us who are into meditation–you struggle maintaining a regular practice, right; you might even ask when is the best time to meditate.

    The instructions are so very simple—be aware of what is happening in the present moment. And yet, right away, we find this challenging and humbling.

    We see that the mind has a mind of its own and won’t easily settle down.

    Even for people I know who have been meditating for forty years–daily practice is not always a cakewalk.

    When I was in graduate school we learned that the main work in therapy was working with our resistance. I think it was Irving Yalom who remarked that therapists meet clients where they are and take them where they don’t want to go.

    This is what Saydaw U Tejaniya was saying in the opening line of this post. The best time to meditate is when our resistance is front and center. When we follow his advice we chip away at the basic resistance we all experience as humans.

    when is the best time to meditate? ask Portrait-of-a-woman-by-Julie-de-Graag-1877-1924
    Portrait of a Woman by Julie de Graag (1877-1924).

    One of the first let downs is meditation is not what we thought it would be.

    We are not trying to have an out of body experience, quipped one teacher, we are trying to have an in the body experience – with how we are, just as we are, in the present moment.

    I remember reading a conversation between Jack Kornfield and Pema Chodron some years ago. They were talking about what makes the Buddhist approach to meditation special or remarkable, to which Pema Chodron added:

    The Buddhist teachings are fabulous at simply working with what’s happening as your path of awakening, rather than treating your life experiences as some kind of deviation from what is supposed to be happening.

    When I read that I just sighed. What a relief!

    It’s good to create space, get settled, and have a little bliss-out at times.

    But it’s during those moments that test our resolve that we see where we are stuck and what we need to work on, to let go of.

    And what we work on in meditation generalizes out into our life.

    That’s the magic of meditation.

    Mindfulness is about getting down to the nitty gritty of our lives, exposing our vulnerability, and being with “whatever comes your way” as Sayadaw U Tejaniya says:

    Looking for something which we think we are supposed to see is not mindfulness meditation. Mindfulness meditation is just being aware of whatever comes your way.

    The nitty gritty of our lives is just this cup of far too hot coffee, this car which needs new tires, and which may not get me all the way to work today, or these construction workers invading my quiet morning.

    Life isn’t supposed to go anyway in particular. And neither does our meditation.

    We just show up for what is. Pema Chödrön explains:

    We get misled by the ads in magazines where people are looking blissful in their matching outfits, which also match their meditation cushions. We can get to thinking that meditation is about transcending the difficulties of your life and finding this just-swell place.

    But that doesn’t help you very much because that sets you up for being constantly disappointed with what happens every day at breakfast, lunch, and dinner—all day long.

    A frequent complaint I hear from students is they can never find the right time to meditate.

    If you are alive, like now would be a very good time.

    Let’s have Sayadaw U Tejaniya of Burma have the last words:

    Don’t assume conditions are bad for practice. There is a lot you can learn from what you think are unfavorable conditions for meditation. There may be unhappiness or suffering. Don’t make judgments that these conditions are bad for practice.

    In Dhamma, there is only what’s happening. Accept the situation and be aware.

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