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Sunday, December 18, 2022

Nimble: Sutta Reading*

Seeing between the lines
laughing at my own folly
securely in touch










*Here I had been thinking about a Sutta I read some time ago, where the Buddha supposedly declared, "I am Brahman," which had confused me at the time, given his supposed teachings about the "self," but then later it occurred to me that although this could be true it was also kind of a joke because based on what I know now it does not matter.  One of the clues was from several other talks I heard that referenced the Suttas as being full of puns that you had to understand the original Pali language to get and some of the texts turning out to be making fun of texts from other traditions.

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Nibbana: Everyone

I see suffering;
I see misery
But I also see
that it has an end!

And that
this
end
is...
glorious!

The Buddha reported
His methods supported
Seeing beyond
the imagination.

And this
is so.
But
How?

Because,
as for what
is beyond
the imagination...

It is
what is
of course!
And that I can see.

And that
everyone
can
see,

If they look carefully
with
a clear mind
and a still body.

Monday, August 7, 2017

Nibbana: adukkha

When I had stilled the body with the four Jhānas and the mind was thereby concentrated, purified, bright, unblemished, rid of defilement, pliant, malleable, steady and [imperturbable] (MN36), I directly knew: when the body, the mind and the self are set aside, nothing terrible happens.

Friday, October 14, 2016

However: Forging Ahead

My concentration practice led to the hypothesis that
Tis not wanting, nor not, nor neither that causes suffering
But imbalance:  one-pointed obsession on any of these three,
And that what is needed is a wider view
That encompasses this trio and all else too;

And this has opened out into
Returning once again to practicing mindfulness
As a potential solution or at least a useful tool
For pursuing the aforementioned goal;

But what a tricky task to undertake!
To try to exercise sound judgment on what to attend to
And how to respond or act
In the most skillful and beneficial way;

And how full-circle again I thought it today
While on my way to grocery shop
That I found that concentration too
Was so equally important for sustaining attention to this goal;

It is so easy to forget,
Become distracted and fall back into old habits;
Continuous effort is not easy to achieve
And then even that may become just another obsession or extreme;

Even following the middle way
May become just as fanatical
As chasing after any other goal
If it becomes too mechanical;

Regularly swinging back and forth appears unavoidable
And the frequent stops and starts may be unenjoyable,
Like the rush hour traffic during construction today:
Almost as painful to watch as it is to participate in;

But still I strive on as best I can,
Simultaneously developing compassion for all of us who are stuck
On this crowded, noisy congested avenue, exerting ourselves towards
Arriving at whatever destination we look forward to.

Headway: Next

After many busy practice days
I concluded that my goal was just this:
The regular pursuit of
Non-sensual mind-calming bliss;

But then one day, fully overwhelmed by
Ferocious hatred and passion for vengeance,
I asked myself, 'What if
My desire was fulfilled forthwith?'

Imagining such brought forth
Intense non-sensual joy
That I then sought to increase
After dropping the original object of it;

Having thus, through right effort, purified this happiness
And similarly vanquishing all hindrances to it,
Even those that hadn't arisen yet!
I moved on to a yet greater task;

I asked myself, 'What if
with a single finger-snap I could ensure
For all time that
No such hindrances could ever arise?'

And right then there ceased
All discrimination along the lines of
'What I want, don't want or neither,'
which result felt like nothing I could describe here!

But also led to the cessation of
All action and will to action,
which I found not to be
A very helpful consequence;

'Then, perhaps,' thought I, 'tis not
Wanting, nor not wanting, nor neither that's at fault
But imbalance:  one-pointed obsession on any of these three,
And that what is needed is a wider view
That encompasses this trio and all else too!

Monday, November 28, 2011

Establish: Garbage in, Garbage Out

There’s nothing to be attained and there’s no one here to attain it,
Or so I’ve heard.

But then, who is typing this?

Nobody is typing this.
In fact, there is no typing either.
But what does this mean?
UNKNOWN.

How then do you stop clinging?
YOU can’t.
Because, there’s no YOU to cling,
No YOU to stop clinging,
No clinging and no not clinging.

It’s all a dream
And there’s nothing outside the dream,
As the dream is no different from what there is.
But what is the nature of this dream/what there is?
UNKNOWN.

SYSTEM MEMORY INSUFFICIENT
THIS PROGRAM HAS PERFORMED AN ILLEGAL OPERATION AND WILL BE SHUT DOWN.
SYSTEM CRASH
MEMORY PURGED
SYSTEM RESTART
IGNORANCE IS BLISS,
FOLLOWED BY
SUFFERING,
FOLLOWED BY
THERE IS SUFFERING
BUT WHO IS SUFFERING?
NOBODY.
REALIZATION.
CESSATION OF SUFFERING.
DATA ENDS.

But if I want to eat now,
I still have to make supper!

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Espouse: Delving into Impermanence

Impermanence
Is on my mind,
I see it clearly
Whenever I look deeply
Into whatever I find,

My clinging it unbinds,
As I clearly perceive
The pointlessness
Of grasping onto anything;

And too,
Even the experience of
Knowing impermanence
Is impermanent

But if there is a purpose,
It seems to me,
We’re here to know
The freedom of thoroughly knowing:

Suffering
And it’s causes,
Cessation of clinging
And the path to that end,

That all the pleasures
And the pains
Of this world,
Are impermanent,

When one discerns this completely,
This is
The good news of
The Buddha Dhamma,

To discover this
And discern it fully
Is to be wide open to
The truth of the end of suffering.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Equable: Practice Rejuvenated

Bringing comfort
To a mind
That’s had
Better days,

More years behind
Than ahead,
Is a theme
That’s been coming up

And so,
All the more
Important that
Practice be more active;

And as the days
Grow shorter,
The practice time
Grows longer,

Reflection too
And contemplation,
As well as reading through
The Suttas in translation,

Finding
Much to consider
And methods
To apply

But mostly
Right effort
Is the technique upon which
I rely,

After spreading
Good feelings
Throughout the mind/body,
I watch to see what arises
And respond as skillfully as I can.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Entailed: Looking for Skillful Means

So often
I hear
The term,
“Skillful means,”

But
I am never sure
What that means
And often get lost

And so,
I’ve decided
To try
Imagining that I know,

That
I do possess
The knowledge
Or have access to it,

That
I can see
What is skillful
And what is not,

And then
To see where,
If anywhere,
That gets me.

That’s all
I can think of
To try
For now,

And then
I’ll see where,
If anywhere,
That gets me.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Endeavouring: Exploring the Stream

If there were a division
Between Nirvana and Samsara,
Nirvana would be unattainable
But as there is no separation,
There is nothing to attain,

Nevertheless, Nirvana is realized
But what is realized?
We all live in delusion
And will continue to do so,

But as this delusion is shared,
There is no reason for sorrow
And yet there is ample justification for compassion,
As attachment to this delusion produces much suffering;

But the good news is
This suffering is
Not distinct from Nirvana,
As they are inseparable;

Looking through suffering,
One sees Nirvana
And looking through Nirvana
One sees there is suffering,

The one supports the other,
So one needs to let go of both
And yet there is no need to let go of either,
For holding on is inseparable from letting go.

Suffering is really no different from not suffering,
So there’s nothing to worry about,
One is always secure,
Always safe;

It’s said that
In understanding one Noble Truth,
For example, suffering, one understands them all.
YES! I think perhaps this is so.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Devote: Practicing Patience

As things are going
Ever so well,
I will cultivate the patience
To endure any unexpected downfall,

This will perfect my effort,
Keeping me on track,
Should stormy seas
Or great misfortune attack;

I strive to unpack
All the virtues needed to succeed,
In uprooting the poisons
Of hatred, ignorance and greed,

And armed with patience
I will persist
In the face of difficulties
That challenge my resolve;

So that, when there are problems to solve,
I will not balk or shrink
From wading in
Or hesitate when confronting them,

Slow progress will not deter
My continuing efforts to do better
And I will be prepared to wait
For fierce headwinds to abate;

Gradual headway is not too late
But only preparation for passing through the next gate,
Towards a fuller and happier state
That will at last emerge on the appropriate date,

And then all will be well
For another interval,
Until the next obstacle appears
Before more clear seeing eyes.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Development: Regulating Effort

Traces of irritability
Have begun to arise,
Signaling the need
To reappraise;

Decision made
To slow the pace,
Inserting metta
And yoga stretching into its place,

Pausing regularly
To reconnect with body and mind
Rejuvenates both, helps unwind
And prevents my work from becoming a grind;

Making even effort into a habit
Ensures a stable energy supply,
Which enables me to apply
A steady hand upon which I can rely;

Then my tasks go smoothly
And I do not tire,
As my vigour does not expire
But continues to rise even higher,

And in my metta wishes
I include the following:
That I may direct this fuel
In the wisest way,

The consequences of which will be
Even more zest with which I may
Accomplish ever more and stay
On track with what I need to do;

And now, as I prepare to resume my tasks,
I wish everyone the same good fortune,
To have enough strength and discretion
To make consistent their efforts
And aim them in a wise direction.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Dancing: Taming Mind-Cats

Carrying on
The recurring theme
Sitting mindfully,
And letting go of clinging,

Very effective for taming
Disturbing emotions,
Which roar like lions
And snap and claw fiercely,

For upon the application
Of the simple formula
Of naming these big cats,
And recognizing them as not belonging to me,

Their thundering growls
Dissolve like melting marshmallows
In a cup of hot chocolate,
And they depart, purring like kittens,

But soon new ferocious visitors arise
And more labeling follows,
The letting go is repeated,
The menagerie gradually defeated;

Thoughts, feelings, sensations,
Flow softly then,
From the lion’s den,
Which is quiet again,

The cats have et their fill,
And are sleeping now,
At peace for a time
Until the bell chimes,

Waking the resting mind,
To rise up once again,
But even then met only with the gentle refrain,
‘Not me, not mine.’

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Dance: Letting Go Waltz

Continuing with
The letting go,
Carrying it through
Daily life;

Reaching deeply
Into peace,
And even further
To the depths of relaxation,

But even these
Do not belong to me,
And letting go of them
Left a quiet mind,

Classified this quiet too
As, ‘not mine,’
And letting go of that
Led to something I cannot describe.

Then at that moment
The telephone rang,
Decided to answer it
As I’d gotten behind;

Had a conversation
Unlike any I can recall,
Such clarity of mind,
Strong awareness of the other,

Subtleties in the sound of voice,
Nuances of expression,
All were more visible,
And responsiveness heightened;

Nevertheless still mindful enough
To know when to end
And re-orient the mind
In the direction
Of other tasks requiring attention.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Daily: A Regular Routine

Clinging again,
Ah, recurring theme!
Keep coming back to,
A well-trod road;

More cold misery,
More letting go,
Emotional blizzard,
Let it pass through,

Practicing non-attachment
And getting unstuck;
Such hard work,
Seems an endless trek,

Easy to see how
Some could spend
All their lives
Focusing on nothing but,

Seeking a place
With but few distractions
To pursue this course,
For as long as suffering recurs,

It’s so simple
But so time consuming,
Does it ever end?
Or are these promises only?

Then directed myself
To let go of this too
And return to my activity
Of letting go,

Even letting go of
Letting go,
That’s what’s next,
And after that peacefulness,
And some well-earned rest.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Daft: Mind Banter

Scattered mind,
All over the place,
Can’t stay focused,
Can’t stay still,

Restlessness and aversion,
Fretting and clinging
And feeling so ill,
Such heat and chill,

Bad cold gone worse,
Sapping energy,
Making every task
A sniffling chore;

Meditation so difficult to do
When the mind is preoccupied,
And the body is unwell,
I could hardly wait for the bell!

Then went on with
Other jobs,
But it was mostly
A poorly remembered blah, blah,

Head full of cotton,
Migraine confusion and pain,
Forgot what I was doing
And was late completing everything;

Late going to bed,
Late getting to sleep,
Too many cold remedies,
Too many awakenings;

Distressing, certainly, dreadful even,
How to stop clinging to this?
Well, surprisingly easily!
How accomplished?
Not sure really!

Monday, September 27, 2010

Dabbling: Reflections on Clinging

Thinking of clinging
And not clinging,
Wondering what difference
There would be
Without it,

Looking ahead,
Seeing a cycle of
Clinging and release,
Attaching to and letting go,

And wondering where
That would lead,
Or whether it
Just keeps on going,

What would life be like
Outside of this?
Is there any outside?
How to decide what to do?

Perhaps there’s
Really no difference,
Life would just continue
On the way it is,

Maybe the only change
Is just lack of suffering,
Life merely proceeds
As it would have done,

If so, what are the implications?
What about choice?
How does that figure in?
Aren’t choices based on perception too?

What we think we can do,
And the options that we have
Based on what we’ve seen and where we’ve been?
And if so, then what?

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Cylinder: Floating Homeward

Clinging,
The recurring theme,
Examining and reflecting
Upon the finer points,

Like clinging as
Anticipation or expectation,
Then suddenly noticed
Sore throat,

‘Getting a cold,’
Is what occurred to me,
But then recognized that
What I have is a sore throat,

Ah! Expectation
Pulled me away from
What’s happening now,
Getting ahead of things,

And yet tis not
The expectation either,
But the clinging to it
That knocked me off course.

Carefully, I reset my course,
Orienting the rudder
Of my boat
In the direction pointing to here,

But then letting go of
The pointing as well
And the direction too,
And letting the boat go.

Seeing how difficult this is
I get stuck on difficulty,
Letting go of difficulty,
I then get stuck on letting go,
And on and on, towards the horizon.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Coverage: On Going

Second thoughts
Plague me,
Logic sways me,
Intuition weighs on me;

Oh, what a lot
Of “me”ing;
Time to remind:
It’s not me, not mine.

Then interest and curiosity
Moderate aversion,
Practicality reduces
The urge to flee into the unknown,

Or is the unknown
Still here,
In front of me?
Most likely.

Steeped in delusion
Too, I’d guess,
Will the fog
Ever clear?

And when it does
What will be there?
How’s that
For suspense?

So intense,
So full of energy,
Considering
How exhausted.

Enough speculation!
Time to do laundry,
And prepare for bed,
Goodnight,
And metta to all.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Counteraction: Impermanence

My entry for today is based on a brief reflection upon the following:

"Among humans, these things, namely,
Gain, loss, status, disrepute, blame, praise, pleasure, and pain
Naturally are impermanent, uncertain, and liable to change.
The wise, ever mindful, understand these things
And contemplate them as always shifting and changing.
Thus, delightful things cannot oppress their minds,
They have no reaction to disagreeable things,
They have abandoned all liking and disliking (for worldly
concerns).
Further, they know the path of nirvana, dust-free and without
sorrow,
They have reached the other shore of existence and know this
correctly."*


Recently, I found this very helpful, when I was experiencing a great sense of loss. In particular, I considered the question, how could a loss be impermanent? What I found when I looked deeply into this question and deeply into my sense of loss amazed me, and enabled me, first to soften towards it and then to let go of it, at which point it dissolved. For anyone who would like to know what I found, I invite you to try it out for yourselves and see what happens.











*Anguttara Nikaya, Pathamalokadhamma Sutta (Sutta5), Metta Vagga (ch. 1), Atthakanipaata, Cited in Chödrön, Thubten, Chapter 5, Marketing the Dharma, In Hooked! Buddhist Writings on Greed, Desire, and the Urge to Consume, Edited by Stephanie Kaza, Boston & London: Shambhala 2005, p. 74.