Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Lucinda's Sukavati, part 1

Ok, I now feel like saying something about Lucinda's Sukavati.   

A Sukavati is a service done by Himalayan Buddhist traditions (including the Shambhala Buddhist tradition) that is based in the older Pure Land tradition.  The Pure Land tradition seems to date back to the beginning of what became the Mahayana lineages.

The Pureland is said to be a Buddha realm created by one of the 2 earliest other Buddhas mentioned by Shakimuni (the other being Maitreya, the coming Buddha of the future, who has since had many of the "Messianic/ coming savior" traditions identified with him).

Amitabha is said to be an aspect of the Buddha that, out of his great compassion for all Sentient beings, created a place when one who merely remembered his name or aspired to go there could be reborn.

When I first heard about this, as a early 20-something nihilist, I was disappointed.  This sounded to me like the sort of folk belief-via-Christianity "happy hunting ground heaven" bullshit that I had turned against.

However, there is a big difference.  In the basic Heaven myth, people who believe in a certain deity would go and dwell there eternally in bliss while everyone else (the infidels/ non-believers) would burn as sinners.
In this case, those who aspire to be reborn there in Amitabha's pureland of Sukavati aka Dewachen are doing so because the conditions are very ripe for easy enlightenment - and then one would come back to whatever realm needed in whatever form was needed to help others get free of samsara.  Aspiring to go there does not insinuate that everyone else is inferior to you for not believing in Amitabha, and that they will suffer the wrath of a vengeful angry Buddha.
Far from it.  If one has taken the Bodhisattva vow properly, instead of feeling superior to all the sheep, one is dedicated to helping every single last one of them attain the same realization.

Anyway, the Sukavati itself consists of a bit of sitting to focus everyone's minds, an explanation of what is going to happen, a period of tonglen - taking and receiving meditation - for the consciousness of the dead person, and then some remembrances about them by friends and family. 

It ends with the burning of a picture of the deceased.  It is supposed to help the dead person by getting rid of the image of the body they have left.  It is said in the Bardo Thotal (aka Tibetan Book of the Dead) that the dead may not know they are dead, and seek to be around reminders of their just-past life.  Burning the photo is supposed to make the deceased realize "oh, I'm dead."

I have heard from at least one lama that the real reason it is done is to make the survivors quit their painful grasping to the deceased by driving it home that "this loved on is dead, time to start moving on with life."

I'll add more details about how Jann Jackson masterfully lead Lucinda's tomorrow morning, IAGW.

-LWWD/JTR.

Des Moines, here we are!

Ok teen gang. 
Melissa and I are now in Des Moines, IA.  I'm quickly checking job-hunt related emails and other stuff, before going back upstairs in Meli's cousin Jen's house.  We will chill here a few days.
257 Miles to Des Moines
We drove another 400 + miles today, stopping briefly in Farmer City, IL (I know - what a name) to get some shots of an abandoned railroad crossing I saw mentioned on  www.abandonedrailroads.com.  As I said before, I've always had a fascination with this stuff as long as I can remember.  





Tracks out of service

Here are some shots of that. Later, I will add some of the massive Black Forest Creppe we got at the Landmark Cafe in Galesburg, IL.  If you are in town, I highly recommend getting one. 
former crossing

We got to town, and I talked to SLS for a bit.  I'm glad to hear her blood pressure thing is not as serious as it first sounded.   

-JTR/ LWWD

On the Road Again...to Champaign-Urbana

Hiddi-ho!
Just a quick note before I do protectors practice. We started out in Columbus, Ohio, and ended up in Illinois at my wife's alma mater, the University of Illinois.  400+ miles again. It was cool to walk around the campus a bit. Daisy REALLY enjoyed chasing squirrels while off her leash.
We ducked into a classroom building right before the storms hit. The lightning was kind of cool.
Well, I thought so anyway. Daisy really dislikes rain.

A little update. off to Des Moines tomorrow.

-LWWD

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

A little musical interlude - only the stones remain


OK, ya'll - a little musical interlude.

The core of my old musical project, the Number Nine Line, has reunited to record a track for an upcoming tribute album "Glass Flesh 3" for eccentric british singer-songwriter Robyn Hitchcock. (If you are old enough, you may remember him for his late 80's college radio hits "Balloon Man", "One long pair of eyes", and "so you think you're in love".) We choose to record the track "Only the Stones Remain." We recorded this track in 1998 for the album "Glass FLesh 2."

Give a listen. I'll just say that we've all grown quite a bit since then.

Only the Stones Remain - 1998

Only the Stones Remain - 2008

Here's the lyrics.  A nice little ditty about the end of everything and the ultimate silliness of our activities.  Somehow appropriate that I would select this tune to do, back then, and then take refuge and really become a Buddhist practioner the following year.
Like I've said before, it was really coming home to people who thought the same way I already did.

Anyway, cheers, mates! 

-LWWD

Only the Stones Remain

Men were executed, women bled
Meat and fish changed hands and children stayed up late
Coloured drums they displaced the night
There's a taxidemist looking for a fight
But now he's gone 
Only the stones remain

Girls were decked with flowers and violated while
Boys spat juice from out of their fresh young bulbs
Soldiers crossed their hearts and died 
while pretty girls turned cold inside
But now they're gone 
Only the stones remain 

And the stones have forgotten them
The stones have forgotten them

They break your body and drain the life out of it
It sinks into the soil while the soul flies up into the air above
and when there's no more tears to cry
There's nothing left to do but laugh
State led collabarations collapse and candy floss evaporates, honey
Only the stones remain
  

Monday, July 28, 2008

On the Road Again...or, Blogging in the Bathroom in my Boxers

Well, we are on the road west. We went from Silver Spring to Columbus, Ohio in about 6 hours. Not bad. Daisy pretty much slept most of the way, While Melissa and I listened to 3 Beautiful South albums in a row. (For those keeping score at home, they were "Blue is the Color", "0898", and "Welcome to the Beautiful South".) Wonderfully poppy, but just as lyrically dark and twisted as Richard Thompson, with a little more dry bitter wit.

460-some miles melted away pretty quickly. I was going to post about how bloody boring and stupid Ohio is, but I realize I've got a grudge against the state that's a bit irrational due to a kinda cruel trick someone from that state played on me a decade ago. I'll go into that in a later post. Besides, DEVO came from Ohio, so it can't be ALL bad. :)

Now that we are in our Hotel (La Quinta - 60 bucks a night, pets allowed), I have had a chance to sit (shamatha-vipashina) a bit. I was looking at the picture of the late Lucinda Peach I have in my practice materials, and it got me thinking. (ok, it got me crying while I was doing tonglen for her a few minutes ago).
Khandro Rinpoche has said many times that Vajra sangha - buddhist practitioners who have been in the same stream of Vajrayana teachings, practices and empowerments - should be as close as (or even closer than) brothers and sisters.

I didn't realize it until Lucinda's death that I have come to view a group of the DC Khandro Rinpoche sangha that way. When you ride for a couple hours 2 ways many times during the year over several with people, you do get to know them pretty well (to say nothing of time on the land at Lotus Garden, study groups, etc.) I wish I had had more goofy email exchanges with Lucinda than I did.
I wish I had kept up regular contact during the weeks, and especially wish I had involved myself in helping her for what turned out to be her final months.

As sad as this is, I feel 100 times worse for my fellow DC sangha dry-wit conspirator (and co-suspect besides myself for being behind the incredibly bizzarre "Gumbi Prakesh" emails in the LG community a few years back) Jerry, who I still think really WAS her brother. And it made me think more. Besides Melissa, there are a couple of women (kpm and sls) that I view as family (ok, one is a complex case on my part) that it would feel like an amputation if they were suddenly dead. I worry about this kind of thing. Of course, My wife has her seizure disorder, which could kick in at any time.
Thankfully, I haven't had to go to hospital in the aftermath of a seizure for 5 or 6 years.

But I worry about these 2. One's a cancer survivor, which, in light of what happened to Lucinda, need I say more?
The other one has some kind of blood pressure thing that has been causing her to pass out, which has already given her a concussion once. If this were to happen when she were driving...
As I was saying emailing an old college friend who is mutual friends with sls, I have a reoccuring nightmare that she dies in an accident, but no one thinks to tell me until 6 months later. It always ends right when I throw myself on the ground at her headstone, screaming "No! no! no!"   Not a very pleasant thought.

I keep urging them to take care of themselves. I'm not sure what else I can do.

Well, now that anyone reading this feels like putting on a Smiths record :), I'm going to look up abandoned railroads around Columbus. I've been into them since i was really little. Drikung Khenchen Rinpoche said that it is very good to hang around such places - it's a great reminder of impermence and decay, which are inevitable for all of samsara.

I plan to post a bit about Lucinda's Sukavati service (such as what in the heck a Sukavati IS) later tomorrow, IAGW (If All Goes Well).

Everyone dream well.

-LWWD

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Farewell, Farewell

Lucinda Peach, Farewell, Farewell
I thought Baltimore Shambhala Center director Julie Heegaard said it best, so I am quoting her email verabtum:

"It is with a sad heart that I share with you that Lucinda Peach, a
member of both the Washington DC Shambhala Community and the Lotus
Garden community, died today. Those of you who have known her are
aware that she survived cancer a few years ago, but it came back in
full force this year, having spread throughout her body. She was a
fighter but it was obvious it would be a very difficult battle.
Yesterday she was hospitalized with a systemic infection, fell into
unconciousness and was put on a respirator. Around 3:00 pm today, her
family had the respirator removed and she died peacefully shortly
thereafter.

May Lucinda's death serve as a powerful reminder of the unpredictable
length of our precious impermanent lives and the precious impermanent
lives of all those we encounter. And may this reminder immeasurably
increase our gratitude, our kindness, and our determination to live
wisely."

This was our beautiful Lucinda. She seemed to embody the Lojong slogan
"Always have a joyful mind".

Three of us were practicing the full Vajrasattva sadhana (the crown jewel of
the practices of the Mindrolling Lineage, which we belong to through
Jetsun Khandro Rinpoche)for her last night and had an extra vajra and ghanta set out.

This was supposed to be for anybody else who was able to show up,
but it seemed by the end of the practice that it was set up as a
tribute to Lucinda (who more often than not would have -been- the
other person who showed up on short notice for such practice.)

It kind of made it seem more real that she's gone. :(

The Sukavati (Buddhist funeral) is tomorrow.
-LWWD



"Energy never dies. It just changes form."-Single Gun Theory

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Requesting Prayers for Lucinda Peach

"Dear Sangha:

I am writing to request your prayers and aspirations for our dear sangha member, Lucinda Peach. Lucinda has been a student of Rinpoche's for over a decade and a beloved member of our sangha.

Earlier this year Lucinda's doctors found a recurrence of cancer. She has been undergoing treatment but yesterday she was admitted to Georgetown ICU with a systemic infection. She is now unconscious and on a ventilator. Her brother, John, is with her and her parents are on their way in from Boston.

Just a week ago we heard from Lucinda that she was planning on attending the retreat.

Thank you for holding her in your hearts and prayers.

With love,
Jann
"

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

"what is the purpose of that retreat? "

One of my oldest friends in the universe (who to a great extent inadvertantly drove me onto this path) just emailed me a little while ago, in part asking, "what is the purpose of that retreat? never having attended a retreat, i am not sure what people do while there."

Well, Stac, to answer your question, I figured it'd be worth posting to this here blog (which is currently read by occasional VKR sangha members and my dog, though I doubt she - quite - gets all the meaning :)).

What is the purpose of retreat?
Well, in a Buddhist context, there are really two kinds of retreat: study and practice. Most retreats in the West are some combination of the two, since most of us are not living in either a monastic or a dharma household situation (which is how many non-monastic lamas in the Nyingma lineage of Vajrayana Buddhism, who have families after years of training,will teach).
Lotus Garden prayer flags
Traditionally, one would be getting teachings on an on-going basis where they lived, and "retreat" would mean a time when they would go off by themselves to practice according to the instructions of their teacher until some realization occurred.
However, since the majority of the sangha in the Americas and Europe are lay practitioners, study has to be concentrated into retreat situations also. As Khandro Rinpoche has said many times, it's not an idea situation for transmitting the dharma, but it's what we are stuck with given our lives.

As people who have been reading this know, I did 5 1/2 weeks of personal retreat time a couple months ago, allowing the teachings to sink into the core of my being. As a famous chant of the Kagyu lineage starts, "Grant your blessings so that my mind may be one with the Dharma".

This allowed me to tame my mind enough so it could be focused on the teachings (via shamatha - calm abiding meditation), and then:
1) go over parts of the teachings enough (through vipasyana, which leads to the creation of prajna - transcendental wisdom) so that my worldview and my conduct actually reflect that part of the teachings, versus my usual samsaric habits, which haven't really served me so well up til now, and will most likely not lead to a positive long-term result in the future; and
2) do other practices which will lead to a similar transformative effect.

What I am supposed to be doing starting August 8th is going to a retreat that is mostly teachings-oriented lead by Her Eminence Mindrolling Jestun Khandro Rinpoche (along her younger sister Jetsun-la, a great translator with FAB-ulous clothing tastes, and many nuns from her retreat center/nunnery in India Samtense).
This is the continuation of several streams of teachings that Rinpoche has been teaching on an ongoing basis every year (now going on 11 years). Every year, she teaches a certain set of teachings in several different sections for groups of practitioners with different levels of practice and study.



Being on a land retreat center like Lotus Garden, where a majority of practitioners stay on the land (either in dorm spaces or in tents) instead of leaving at the end of a day of teachings to go back their usual homes (as happened at Khandro Rinpoche annual retreats when they happened in Baltimore up until 2003), allows teaching of another kind to take place.

With everybody living in close quarters, people tend to run up against each other all the time. Especially since many of us have known each other for a long time (in my case, almost a decade), we get to know each others quirks, and see how we relate to them.
People in these situations tend to come up to the point of sometimes getting sick at other's little eccentricities, sometimes falling totally in love with fellow practitioners after they get to know them deeper and deeper, and sometimes come up against their own neurosis along the lines of "I wish I had something different to eat"; "I don't want to do this job during work periods, I want to do his/her job instead", "I MUST ask this question of Rinpoche (which usually turns out to not be nearly so important as it seemed)", "why does it seem everybody in this dorm snores like a chainsaw?", "I wish we had private showers", etc. blah blah blah.shrine-room-flowers, Lotus Garden

I myself have had all these happen personally. (FYI, Falling for female friends over the years has been my worst personal worst fault as long as I can remember - it has made things extremely awkward at times, but in most cases we've been able to deal with that and get beyond it. The emotions never seem to quite go away, but we have been blessed with many skillful methods to work with them instead of repressing (which leads to all kinds of guilt and neurosis - trust me, I know it:)) or acting out (which usually tends to lead to words and actions people later regret.) Before I met with the Dharma, there is no way that there would be any kind of happy resolution to these situations beyond "and now, here's the part where I disappear and put a lot of substances into my body to try to convince myself I don't care." That last method really doesn't have much to it that I would recommend. I would go so far as to say that it is a really, really crappy way to attempt to carry on.

The "working through it" part is where "the rubber hits the road", so to speak. When these little situations come up, it throws us into situations where we have to work with our minds, as instructed by Rinpoche and other teachers.
The great thing about it happening in a place like Lotus Garden is that in your normal life, you don't have:
1) the inspiration and the strange modification to the atmosphere of a place that having one's Teacher present creates; and
2) one's MI (Meditation Instructor) and/or other senior students one trusts to talk to about when things get weird, to keep people going in the direction of basic sanity, versus the usual samsaric "bbbbbllllaggghhhhh!"
vkr 2007 060

In these somewhat controlled conditions, one can change their habitual patterns of dealing with situations. I've found that if one has done so in a retreat environment, then it becomes much easier to do it again in the "real world".
These little adverse circumstances are, in many ways, just as important as teachers as one's human teachers.

As for the streams of teachings being given, I wil personally attending part of the "entering the Vajrayana" section and most of the "Dzogchen" section of the Retreat this year. Dzogchen - aka Dzogpa Chenpo, which translates as "The Great Perfection" - is the pinnacle of the teachings of the Nyigma lineage, which is the oldest lineage of Himalayan Buddhism, aka Tantric Buddhism, aka Tibetan Buddhism, aka the Vajrayana ("Diamond-like Vehicle").
It encompasses a series of very powerful practices that, if practiced correctly under the guidance of a qualified master, can get pretty much anyone with the mental faculties, opportunity, and inclination enlightened.
If one is just trying to do the methods (for example, the widely talked about "Fire of Tummo/ Kundalini" practice) from a book or without proper guidance, however, one can end up at best wasting their time or at worse drive themselves stark raving mad.

This path has been compared to a supersonic jet - If one gets on with the properly trained pilot and crew, one can fly to the city of enlightenment much faster than anyone else. However, if one does not have a properly trained crew in the cockpit, for example if it is like you trying to fly from a manual, then there is a great risk of a spectacular crash and burn before reaching your destination.

The tantras* that contain the Dzogchen methods are pretty wild. This tradition forces one to see the nature of their own mind in many unique ways.

At the actual Retreat itself, the daily schedule is usually as follows:
schedule of the last day
6 AM (or so) - personal practice session
7:30 AM- everyone - Opening prayers, aspirations and practices to orient out minds properly for the day
8:30 AM- breakfast
9:30 AM- work period
10:30 AM - first teaching session with Rinpoche
12:30-1 PM- lunch
2 PM - 2nd teaching session with Rinpoche
5 PM- everyone - afternoon "Protectors' practice (which I'll cover later on)
6PM - dinner
7:30 PM -either 3rd teaching session with Rinpoche or a review/ Q&A session with some of the Senior students (people who have been practicing this stuff correctly for 20-30 years)
9:30 PM-personal session
10:30 PM- bed

It is a pretty intense schedule, which is has to be to pack in everything RInpoche is teaching. It must be remembered, she is trying to give us the lifeblood of her lineage's teachings of view, conduct and meditation in their entirety year by year. Transmitting the Dharma in an authentic way to Westerners is quite a challenge. Fortunately, teachers like Khandro Rinpoche (and also Sakyong Mipham Rinpoche, Khenchen Konchog Gyaltshen Rinpoche, Tulku Thondup Rinpoche, to name a few I have been around myself) are up to the challenge.

The real question mark is, Are WE up to it?
Stay tuned.

Also, it must be mentioned that we aren't ALL just study study practice. We study hard, and practice hard, but we also play hard.
Khandro Rinpoche knows how to have fun too, and likes to remind us western students to not take ourselves too seriously.
In years past, ways of blowing off steam have included:
- a talent (-less? :)) show, featuring some of the -ahem- senior students doing a very involved parody of "Iron Chef" based around the mystery ingredient of tsampa (a nearly flavorless roasted barley powder that is the staple of the Tibetan diet), and some young residents of Lotus Garden blasting their ways through a Poison cover (I am not sure how they could sing with their toungues so firmly in their cheeks :));
- setting off nearly commercial grade fireworks;lama rohr dives in
- an occasional movie night, featuring films that haven't hit America yet, like the original of "the Grudge";
- water balloon fights, with a large portion of the sangha jumping fully clothed in the pool the previous owner of the land had installed;
- handing out ice cream to everyone in the shrine room;
- golf kart racing; and
other silly stuff.

No alcohol is involved, and nothing even remotely sexy occurs (except maybe occasionally someone prancing around in a toga :)). But it's not as solemn an occasion as some might imagine a Buddhist retreat would be.

Well, that's about it for this time. Hopefully, it "helped confusion dawn as wisdom", rather than more confusion. :)
Read up for more details:
http://www.lotusgardens.org/programs/AnnualRetreat08.cfm.

-LWWD

*I'll save my "Tantra is NOT about 'Amazing Fucking" rant for a later posting. :)

Friday, July 18, 2008

A little reminder of the 2nd Reminder - The end of "Six Feet Under"





Ladies and Gents, the haunting brilliant ending of the series "Six Feet Under." I always go back to this clip when I have momentarily forgotten that "Death is real, it comes without warning, this body will soon be a corpse" as the Karma Kagyus say.
The first time I saw this, I had to just sit down in a darkened room after the camera pans up at the end to that ominous low minor note drone. Wow. When people talk about the power of art, THIS is a good example.

Since I drive the exact same car Claire does in the clip, I sometimes throw on "that song" on the album "Color the small one" by Sia (an excellent album for driving at night, btw) when I am starting my car to go somewhere and get reminded that there's only so much time, so is what I am doing/thinking REALLY that important?

As one of the old masters said, "there are only two questions you need to ask about every action of body, speech, and mind (or "thought, word, and deed", if you prefer the New Testament phrasing :)). 1) Is this action helping another sentient being? and 2) Will this action be of help at the moment of death?"

I'm not there yet...
-lwwd