Testing your Hippie Boundary: Reincarnation

I was once at a workshop about managing grief through yoga practice. I remember a girl in the back piping up and saying, “Sometimes you just need to discover that it’s pain from a past life, so you can just let it go and know it’s not really yours.”

I thought she was nuts. I thought, Okay, even if you do believe that to be true, don’t say it in front of 50 people who will now think you are crazy.

That was a couple of years ago. And guess what I found myself saying to my two best friends last night over a glass of wine? “Sometimes you just need to discover that it’s pain from a past life, so you can just let it go and know it’s not really yours.”

Everyone has something I like to call a Hippie Boundary. We all have a degree of openness to spirituality: perhaps we are open to the idea of God, ghosts, energy healing, or fairies. We all also have a degree of closed-ness: we stop short at believing in God, ghosts, energy healing, or fairies. We also all believe our Hippie Boundary is in exactly the right place. Anyone who agrees with us is sane but sensitive, and anyone who believes beyond our own boundary is plain old crazy.

Of course, these boundaries shift over time, especially as you allow yourself to slip down the rabbit hole of spiritual inquiry. I once told a friend: “Cristina, if I ever become a ‘crystal person,’ just put me out of my misery, okay?” And, yup, I now have a few big ol’ rocks around my house I use for meditation and clearing energy. Not enough to classify me as a crystal person, but enough to say that I sort of believe in crystals now. Cristina, thankfully, still loves me, and never said a word.

A good and bad thing about open mindedness is that your Hippie Boundary will get pushed constantly. Even when you think it’s securely in place, it moves. And that’s healthy, though of course we must keep our Bullshit Detectors on at all times, especially when someone is asking us for money or encouraging us to get on a spaceship with them to return to our true home on an Alien planet.

Because, of course, we don’t really know anything. Everything is possible. The most innovative and brilliant people in Western science are now saying that indeed, we live in a holographic world in which linear space-time is a made up concept and different dimensions could be happening all at once (see, for example, here). Those scientists probably don’t even need a Hippie Boundary, because they are not Hippies. They are scientists. And that is some far-out stuff, man.

Spiritual traditions all over the world have suggested that reincarnation is the true explanation for the afterlife, and recently an intuitive healer told me some stuff about my past lives that just felt so uncannily true I had to believe her. I’ve never felt like I had a good grasp on what I really think happens after death. Heaven? Probably not. Hell? Unlikely. So I’m down to two possibilities for the afterlife:

1. Nothing.

2. Reincarnation.

Now, I am not a scientist. I am a yoga teacher. I’m working with intuition and thought here, so do with it what you like. But here’s three reasons I’m leaning towards Possibility #2:

1. Newton’s first law of thermodynamics is that no matter is ever created or destroyed. If that’s true, new humans have to be made out of something. Sperm, blood, guts, bones, sure, but what else? If there’s any energy or reality in the ‘soul’ or in ‘consciousness’ it can’t just appear, it has to come from something else. Why not another soul? Earth is a very efficient system, and there’s no true waste in nature. If Mother Nature can recycle, she will. Following that reasoning: if you have too many babies, some of their souls will have to come from trees and things rather than from the limited supply of human life that already exists. So, save a tree: use birth control.

2. If our consciousness can exist in other bodies, at other times, AND our understanding of linear space-time is an illusion, then…well, then maybe past lives aren’t in the past at all. What if they are all happening all at once? What if, when we wake up from a dream that we are being killed, we actually were just killed in some other life, and the jolt of the transformation is what wakes us?

This thought thread may take me too far down the Hippie Highway (yup, there’s a highway too), but I like having my mind blown. It’s why I became a yoga teacher.

3. If reincarnation is real, then your soul, your existence, is more meaningful than just little old you. It’s bigger than your ego. You don’t just come from your parents, you come from a source that connects you to other people, to trees, snakes, spiders, and kittens, living and dead. You are here as a part of an energetic and literal ecosystem. The pain and grief you experience in this life is not about the minutiae of your troubled childhood or your long list of ex boyfriends. Your experience isn’t nearly as individual as you think it is; if there’s any meaning anywhere, it must be meaning that we share.

This feels a lot less lonely to me than Possibility #1 (nothing). And in a world where, really, we don’t understand anything, we might as well choose to believe something that makes us better, more involved, more compassionate members of the human community.

Until, of course, our souls become altogether too dense on a small planet and we implode with our own gravity. But ’til then, there are more than enough questions to keep us around searching.

Your Brain on Meditation

Yesterday our local meditation group read together a pitifully small portion of our book, One Dharma, because we got so interested in the topic and kept talking instead of reading. The section is “Attachment to Self.” What is “self?”, Goldstein asks. If we go into the body with a tiny video camera and look at the organs, what part of that is “self”? And if all the space were removed from the body, what remains would be the size of a particle of dust. Our identification with the body is very superficial, yet the clinging goes very deep.

Frank described—and I’ll never be able to explain here (I wasn’t recording)—what some studies call the “focused” brain and the “default” brain. It appears that when we’re not concentrating on a task, etc., the mind is shown in MRIs to be all over the place, and this is its natural state, the origin of creativity.

When we start to pay close attention, Goldstein says, we get a very different understanding of the body. So, what is “close attention”—is it focused, as in Shamatha (breathing meditation, and the like, to steady the mind) or is it that global awareness Frank said seems to be the default mode? Probably both, we thought. Continue reading

Cutting-to-the-Chase Meditation

This is my arrangement of a transcription of the conversation/dharma talk with Zen priest Sokuzan Bob Brown last Sunday at our local meditation group. Bob began by describing the basic technique of “bare awareness”—very different from Shamatha, a stabilizing practice which requires “trying to do something, labeling or deliberately following the breath.” He says the bare awareness approach is not as easy, but it cuts to the chase:

Basic meditation instruction: Keep the eyes open, gaze at the wall, or at the floor several feet in front of you. Sit straight, and hold the body very still without being rigid. Of course there is movement: your diaphragm, slight movements of the body, the eyeballs, etc. Keep all the senses open, including the mind. Just observe. Don’t add on. If judgment arises, don’t judge that. Don’t correct anything, except if you start to move, don’t do that. On the other hand, if your knee hurts, don’t torture yourself. Move it. Keep your hands in the lap, on the knees, or in a mudra position. Notice the sense of touch, how your hips feel on the cushion. Notice sounds. If there is speaking, notice the spaces between the words. Look for the texture of what you’re hearing. Look for what is fundamentally there before you begin to have an opinion about it.  Notice what’s in the peripheral vision, colors. Notice taste, smell, the sense of thinking, when thoughts spring up full-grown and leave like clouds in the sky, leaving no trace. If you find yourself adding on, thinking, “I shouldn’t be thinking that,” just observe that. There’s nothing to correct.

Some people need a more controlled technique. Trust yourself. If you feel you do, that’s what you’ll turn to. But no matter what religious or non-religious practice you use, meditation is the same: you’re watching, moment by moment. What you may see is how much you add on, instead of just starkly seeing what things are, in and of themselves. Instead, we see what we think of things, what someone tells us about things. But over time, as we meditate, we slowly stop making assumptions. When we don’t give them any fuel, they start to slip away. Then what we see may not be all that comfortable, may not support what we think life is. On the other hand, it may be pretty exciting to see what’s actually true, for yourself. When you do, you’ll know it, fundamentally. If you’re unclear, you need to sit. Take an hour, or a couple of hours a day, or a week to unplug the food-processer mind, the mind that tries to find a reference point for everything.

This all takes time. It may take more time than you want it to. In fact, that’s almost guaranteed. It can be frustrating, and there’s not much feedback. Keep sitting. You have to do this yourself. The practice is not something to believe in—it’s something you see, for yourself. It’s like sharpening a knife. There’s not much fun in that, but when you need to use it, it will chop well. As the awareness becomes stronger, there’s nothing to contrast it with, so it may still feel like Beginner’s Mind. Gradually, though, in everyday activities, it begins to show up. Not so much in being more sure of what you think, but more in the sense of how astonishing it is just to be alive, just to be having a conversation, for example. And you begin to realize the degree to which your mind is constantly throwing things up in the air, thinking what it thinks about what it thinks about what it thinks, etc. That all starts to settle down, and we see what’s actually occurring, what it is.

Q: What if you find yourself so antsy that you can’t sit without a crutch like the breath?
A: Then use it.

Q: You told me when I was having trouble getting my paperwork done for my job to walk down the stair backward. So I did. I saw that doing paperwork is no different from anything else, biking, sitting on a cushion. . . .
A:  The problem is when we fixate. We want things to be different than they are, so we ignore some parts. Or we’re afraid of what it might be. We fear failure. We fear not doing the paperwork, looking bad. The fundamental fear is of finding out the truth, that there’s no separate being, that there’s nothing, that you don’t exist. Something is occurring—we call it “you,” but it is not separate.

Q: I am often daydreaming when I sit. What about this?
A: This is awareness, when you see that you’re daydreaming. When you see it, you’re not fueling it. Or you’re seeing in such a way that you see yourself fueling it. There’s really no way to talk about this except to write poetry. You can only control this apparent physical form, nothing else. You can’t control the thoughts. You can’t even know you’re daydreaming unless you’re judging. I don’t want to say too much because you need to see it. Whatever occurs is correct, if you’re holding still, just observing.

Q: Is there a time when we will know something’s happening as a result of our practice?
A: You mean, will you wake up? You totally will. It’s an experience of less and less, not more and more. Just bare attention. Just this, nothing added. The three natures in the Yogachara tradition: dependent nature, imaginary nature, perfected nature, are really all together but we separate them to talk about  how it works. Mostly, we’re seeing the dependent nature. We laminate on what we think is good or bad, etc. But when we do nothing with it, it can’t get fuel, and it starts to slide away. We can’t “accomplish” anything in meditation: we already are the Buddha..

It’s your heritage as a human being, to wake up. All of the traditions are all set up to crowd you into that, to encourage you, even to plead with you to do it. Don’t waste and waste your life until the physical form is gone again. Do something meaningful. Look at what your fundamental living quality is moment by moment, what you are.

Q:  Sometimes I can’t bear just sitting there, the physical situation. I have a yoga background, so I am always moving subtly to get more comfortable. I’m not being with what is, I guess.
A:  This is called awareness. You’re moving deliberately because of discomfort in the body. Nothing wrong with that.  But I would say, would you be more comfortable on a chair? How often do you sit? It seems to be necessary to schedule it. The ego doesn’t want to do this. An hour a day is general idea, plus block sitting in four-hour stretches. Plan to sit down on a Tuesday evening at eight and sit till midnight. Get up to get a glass of water, stand up and stretch, go to the bathroom, etc. but make the container clear. Do not leave. If you’re too tired, go to bed and try a different time of day next time. The reason for the long sitting is to see that you can’t protect what is not real. What is not real is your self- centeredness, your ego.

Q:  Should I just sit and wait for things to happen, or should I do a scan, to see what’s there?
A:  Do a little of each. Everything is welcome to do whatever it wants. The awareness begins to see that it’s not happening to anyone, no one is there.

Q: So, nothing fancy happens during sitting?
A:  No. it’s boring. Life looks to us as if it should be tit-for-tat, i.e., if I do this, I will get this result. But we just sit, good/bad/neutral, all the same. Just observe. Don’t evaluate your progress. Do this for two years, then check in with me again.

Q:  Do you, yourself, want a sharp knife?
A: I don’t want anything. I did very much at time. Oh, I do want to save all beings. But they’re already saved.

Q: If your knife is sharp, will it be evident?
A: My teacher, Trungpa Rimpoche, said, “If you meditate, you may not be getting anywhere, but at least you’re not making a nuisance of yourself.” [laughter]. People may begin to notice that you’re paying attention. You may not have too much comment, but there’s more space. You say something and wait for them to say something. This is called a conversation.

Q: You said that you don’t want anything. When you started meditating, what did you want? How did what you wanted from the practice change for you over the years?
A:  Originally I just wanted to stop suffering, being so aggressive with myself and others. There was intense fear. I didn’t want to look even to see what I was afraid of. I was not trusting my own intelligence or insight. It was very intense and painful. Until I met my teacher. I saw what he had, and I wanted that. Then it was very gradual. What he said is go sit. Pretty ordinary.  Things just start to change. They actually become less and less and less, not more. Less separate. That sometimes comes up in flashes. Sometimes in the Zen tradition, they talk about the Northern and the Southern paths, whether things come in a flash or slowly. But it takes both.

Q: It’s tricky for me to trust myself. I don’t feel that trustworthy. I think I don’t want to meditate, but part of me is guilty.
A: It seems to be very important to schedule, like brushing your teeth. If you think you could be meditating, you are aware you’re avoiding. The self-centeredness is aware that it’s being threatened. It doesn’t like going in and looking at the very core of passion/aggression/ignorance.

Q:  Sometimes I think I don’t really see what I’m noticing. I’m just sitting. A teacher can show me what I’m not aware of seeing. Can you comment on that?
A: From my perspective, don’t worry about it. Just worry about sitting a lot. If you get tied up in the insight factory, it starts to be more about progress, the ego marking along the path. Just put one foot after the other. That is the path.

Q: We say “I want to meditate, exercise.” I need to change the word to “I must.”
A: I recited The Four Reminders each morning before I got out of bed for years:  the preciousness of being free and well favored. . . . .

Q; I got to thinking about this “chop wood, chop wood” thing. I’m making ship models, time goes by and when something outside of that intrudes, it feels as if I’ve achieved the space that I want to achieve in meditation.
A:  We’re always meditating on something. The way to actually sharpen that situation is to do it without any particular object. What arises is confusing enough.  We want to just be here. If you can do that making models, make models. Myself, I got frustrated. But I was only ten.

Q:  When I am lost where have I gone?
A; I don’t know. I’m not concerned with it. When you fall asleep, where did you go?

Q:  May I think about something in particular and on purpose when I’m meditating? I’m sometimes distracted by a thought. I ring a bell and sit with it, to think about it.
A:  This is awareness: you’re trying to understand what the thought’s about. I did that once at a retreat—made the retreat about thoughts, because I was plagued by them. From this point of view, you can’t make any mistakes. And if it helps you to read something before you sit down, fine. But it’s good not to turn the practice into reading. It’s better to just sit and look at the awareness itself.

Essential Life Skill Four: Realign with your Authentic Self

This is part four of a series featuring the Five Essential Life Skills. The first three skills were: Remembering Who You Really Are, Self-Observation, and Transcending the Ego/ Letting Go.

The fourth step or skill is realigning with your authentic self. This step is very similar to step number one, remembering who you really are. However, remember as we might at the beginning of our day, it won’t be long (if we are observant) before we discover ourselves acting like who we really aren’t—angry, jealous, controlling, depressed, or full of self-doubt. Once observed, we have the opportunity to transcend the ego-drama of control and approval and return to our authentic selves. So, let’s take another look at “who we really are,” that divine aspect with which we are aiming to align our thoughts, words and actions. Continue reading

On Getting Juiced for the First Time

Over the weekend, I broke down and finally purchased a juicer—after eyeing one on Amazon for almost two months—and was immediately impressed by the solid heft of the new machine hulking on my countertop. I’ve always liked to eat colorful vegetables and gorgeous greens, and this addition to my kitchen promised fresh new flavor profiles.

Juicing—a term that first entered American lexicon in the late 1970’s—was once relegated to cleanses and fasts, but is currently making a big comeback as a supplement to healthy diets. The most common juicer machines use centrifugal force to shred food and extract liquid. Proponents of juicing claim that fresh juice is a super-charged and nutrient-dense shot of energy the body readily absorbs, particularly in the morning. High-water-content fruits and vegetables provide the best yield of juice but even savory all-stars like carrots and beets contain considerable amounts of liquid. Many recipes utilize a rough 2:1 ratio of vegetables to fruits for a sweeter and more palatable taste, though it’s helpful to look at recipes as starting points and adjust to taste. Produce that will be juiced with the skin on should be organic whenever possible to reduce exposure to chemical and pesticide residues present on conventionally grown varieties. Continue reading

Finding the Light in the Shadows: On Shri and Kali

It’s 2012: the end of the Mayan Calendar, the year of New Age spiritual transformation, year of the Water Dragon. I started off 2012 learning about the Divine Feminine with Shiva Rea, and now I’m listening to weekly talks on the goddess mythology with Eric Stoneberg. Eric introduced me to Akhilandeshvari, the “never not broken” goddess who inspired this article about the hidden possibilities of lying broken in a pile on your bedroom floor, and became one of the most read blogs on elephant journal last year.

One of the most interesting things I’ve learned about the goddesses so far is that they exist in two categories: Shri (beauty, grace, charm in Sanskrit) and Kali (time, blackness, death). Some, like Lakshmi and Lalita, embody the divine feminine the way Shiva Rea describes it—sweetly, abundantly, with grace. Others, like Durga and Kali, are warriors, fearsome destroyers, and ego killers. Akhilandeshvari was once an Aghora goddess (“she who is never without horror”)—worshiped by a sect of Hinduism that believe in going as deep as possible into the darkness in order to find the light.

The cool thing about the goddesses is that these two camps aren’t as separate as they seem. In every Shri goddess, through the beauty and the loveliness and the charm, is Kali: a warrior on the inside ready to tear something apart and take what she wants. And in every Kali goddess, in every warrior on the battlefield, there is a seed of light and Shri that sprouts once what’s been destroyed can be cleared away. Continue reading

Creative Flow: How Yoga can Spark your Creativity

I’ve been practising yoga on and off since I was twelve years old, but when I really, deeply started to get into it, it was during my Master’s degree in English Literature. See, I can be a bit of a workaholic, and I yoga gave me a loophole for taking a break from my work to practice. It was this: yoga made me smarter, more focused, and more efficient. Not only was the work done faster, it was better. It was more creative, more expansive, and more fun to do. I found creative ways to write the most technical essays, and I understood the poetry on levels that I hadn’t before thought possible. Yoga time folded so neatly into work time that I never had to feel guilty for taking time off writing to practice!

photo by www.christophprevost.com

Unfortunately for my academic career, I found the yoga so fascinating that it swept me up, and now instead of teaching student conferences on literary theory, I get groups of people together to move and flow and listen to poetry and write and sometimes even cry. In a nice way, though.

Actually, in a pretty magical way. This past weekend, I taught another Creative Flow workshop (at Highgate YYOGA) where we explore the intersections between yoga and creativity through writing.

We go on a journey that starts with a good soak in poetry. These two poems, for example, set the tone for our practice:

WOW

 

Where does the real poetry come from?

 

From the amorous sighs in this moist dark when making love

With form or

Spirit.

 

Where does poetry live?

 

In the eye that says, “Wow wee,”

In the overpowering felt splendor

Every sane mind knows

When it realizes–our life dance

Is only for a few magic

Seconds,

 

From the heart saying,

Shouting,

 

“I am so damn

Alive.”

 

~Hafiz

 

 

XVII (From One Hundred Love Sonnets)

 

I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz

or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:

I love you as certain dark things are loved,

secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

 

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom and carries

hidden within itself the light of those flowers,

and thanks to your love, darkly in my body

lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,

I love you simply, withour problems or pride:

I love you in this way because I don’t know any other

way of loving

 

but this, in which is there is no I or you,

so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,

so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that

close.

 

~Pablo Neruda

After listening to some gems like these, we flow through a dynamic vinyasa practice and a deep meditative Yin practice designed to spark creative centres in the body, and then we write. It is amazing what people who never in a million years thought they could write anything can come up with Even people who have been writing regularly for a long time were “blown away” by what they wrote with when they put the yoga and writing together. One person said he felt like his body was actually writing rather than his mind.

Which it was. Magical, right?

Well, not exactly. There is a science to it. One aspect of why Creative Flow works is that when we practice yoga, we change our brain chemistry. We move from the Beta brain wave state, which is a fast moving rhythm that is excellent for multitasking, to Alpha brain wave state, a much slower, deeper rhythm. This is the state that a painter is in when he is painting, or a poet when she is writing, or a dancer who is dancing. It’s a state of deep focus and creativity, where you almost can’t hear anything else going on around you. Sometimes it even happens in the shower: we suddenly ‘wake up’ and wonder how long we’ve been under the water, and can’t remember what we’ve been doing.

From a yogic perspective, we have two main energy centres, or chakras, that govern our creativity. These are Vishuddha, the throat centre (expression, honesty) and Svadisthana, the sacral chakra (creation of life and ideas, pleasure, fantasy, and desire). This weekend we went deep into the hiding places of Svadisthana. We opened up the hips, low back, and abdomen and listened carefully for the whispers of this area’s inspiration, sweetness, desire, and pleasure, as well as its inevitable and more difficult shadows: the shame, guilt, grief, traumas, anger, and anything else we’ve pushed down into the hips that we haven’t wanted or been able to deal with.

Those of you that practice yoga probably have already experienced the release of emotions that can sometimes arise through practice. A deep hip opener like Pigeon pose is notorious for its emotional effects, and last week I wrote a post about the anger and frustration that hides in the core that can often manifest as anger at your teacher (that’s me!).

The amazing thing about Creative Flow is that this energy and emotion that gets stirred up has a place to go: the page. We can direct all our anger, fear, frustration, guilt, desire, and brutal honesty to a page no one has to see but us. Coming out of a very intense pose during this workshop whose subtitle was “Love Letters,” I told the class to go ahead and write me a hate letter if they wanted to. Rage and fear and other unmanageable inchoate emotions can feel so much clearer and more in control when we can simply write them down. One of my students who practices this with me regularly told me she always finally understands how she’s really feeling when she writes it down in class. Emotions don’t really live in the analytical mind, so when we approach them from a non-analytical, creative, intuitive place this way, they make a LOT more sense.

So here’s your homework, if this concept interests you: bring a journal to your next yoga class. Right before savasana or after the class closing, spend 1-5 minutes writing anything that comes to mind (or hand) in your journal. Just make sure you let the teacher know what you are doing beforehand so she doesn’t think you are taking notes on her! Don’t worry about it being anything brilliant, just let out whatever needs to come out. You might surprise yourself.

And if you want to try this with me in a more intensive fashion, I’m bringing these workshops to Maya Whole Health in Renton, near Seattle, on February 24th and 25th. More information on that here: https://clients.mindbodyonline.com/ASP/home.asp?studioid=801 and https://www.facebook.com/events/210208929072653/. My website, www.jcpeters.ca, will also be updated when future workshops come up.

 

 

Hit Your Personal Reset Button

By Sacha Jones

You may frequently hit the reset button on a lot of your trendy gadgets, but there is one piece of valuable equipment that is guaranteed to last a lifetime if you regularly reset it. And that valuable item happens to be you.

This week, I invite you to hit your personal reset button and begin your life-renewing program by holistically cleansing your body and soul.

Now, if you’ve had experience with cleansing in the past, your mind might be going in the direction of lemon, cayenne, and maple syrup—but fear not, because this is not where we’re going. Those types of cleanses, while they serve a purpose, are not really sustainable, and there is a high risk of “falling off the cayenne wagon” and indulging in reuben sandwiches and martinis followed by a heaping helping of guilt and shame!

Think of a holistic reset button as framing the big picture—a  kinder, gentler way to support you and your life as you go forward. This cleanse serves as a reminder of what you intuitively already know you need, and acts like a springboard into wellness. It will help you shed the layers of winter and open your heart into the possibilities that spring will soon bring as you gracefully reconnect with your body’s needs, releasing toxins and boosting your hard-working immune system. Continue reading

Third Essential Life Skill—Letting Go, Transcending the Ego

This is part three of a series featuring the Five Essential Life Skills. The first two skills were: Remembering Who You Really Are and Self-Observation.

The third of the five essential life skills is “Transcending the Ego and Letting Go.” This concept always brings up the question, “What are we letting go of?” The answer is: Anything that is not in alignment with your true essence, your values and your goals. You are choosing to transcend the ego.

It isn’t really that the ego is “bad”—rather, it is misguided. Unfortunately, most of us think we are our egos, rather than recognizing a deeper, more substantial aspect of our beings. The ego is the part of us that gets jealous, possessive, anxious, judgmental, fearful, and self-conscious. In reality, the ego wants to protect us, but it manages to do so in unhealthy, often painful and inauthentic ways. Much akin to an overprotective parent who keeps their child in the house rather than letting them go out to play at the risk that they could get hurt. Continue reading

Too Lazy to Write Poetry

Our local sangha had our 4-hour block meditation yesterday–people coming and going, with a number of us staying and sitting the whole time. Plus our 30-minute snack time afterward, which is gradually creeping into the realm of an actual meal, so much food!

Since we had no discussion group to tell you about, I thought for today I’d offer a few more poems you may not know. Here are two from Ryokan (1758-1831), a Japanese Buddhist hermit who spent much of his time writing poetry and doing calligraphy. His poetry is simple and inspired by nature. He loved children, and supposedly sometimes forgot to beg for food because he was playing with the children of the nearby village. Ryōkan refused to accept any position as a priest or even as a “poet.”

Too lazy to be ambitious,
I let the world take care of itself.
Ten days’ worth of rice in my bad;
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.

And another:

The man pulling radishes
pointed the way
with a radish.

 What I notice in what I’ll call “Buddhist poetry” is the way it takes the authority of the moment for granted. It doesn’t ask anything of me, the reader, other than to be a companion to the poem. It lacks decoration and it lacks self-consciousness, almost as if the speaker has to work up the energy to write it down, the poem that has just occurred to him/her.

We don’t fly away in these poems, as the nineteenth century poet John Keats put it, on the “wings of Poesy.”  We don’t fly away anywhere. We are where we are, right here, and that’s just fine. Or, more to the point, it is what it is.

Here’s another poem by Ghalib (1797-1869), a Persian poet from India. It’s translated by Jane Hirshfield, a contemporary Buddhist poet:

For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river—
Unbearable pain becomes its own cure.

Travel far enough into sorrow, tears turn to sighing;
In this way we learn how water can die into air.

When after a heavy rain, the stormclouds disperse,
Is it not that they’ve wept themselves clear to the end?

If you want to know the miracle, how wind can polish a mirror,
Look: the shining glass grows green in spring.

It’s the rose’s unfolding, Ghalib, that creates the desire to see—
In every color and circumstance, may the eyes be open for what comes
.

This one seems a bit like a “teaching poem,” doesn’t it? It doesn’t seem to be just opening the immediate moment to a companion—it’s “telling me” something. But look again: it’s telling the speaker himself something. He’s speaking this to himself. So really, it looks as if it’s the same simple seeing as in the poems by Ryokan.

Next week we’ll be picking up on our discussion of One Dharma, by Joseph Goldstein.