Showing posts with label The Life of the Buddha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Life of the Buddha. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 28, 2023

Recognizing a Buddha

I was reading The Life of the Buddha by Bhikkhu Nanamoli this morning. It's a collection of Pali Canon. The Pali Canon are the memorized memories of the monks that are passed down, from when they wrote down when writing became a thing. Writing wasn't really a thing when the Buddha was alive, so the tradition was saved by monks who memorized things by chanting together. It's really amazing that these writings survive, and that I can read a translation in English of something so long ago.

To me they are endlessly fascinating, like this morning when I read that the monks mistook Nanda, the Buddha's cousin, for the Buddha, and they were kind of irked by that, and even went so far as to make a rule about the size of his robe, so they wouldn't make that mistake again.

There's a lot of writing about how you know someone is a Buddha by looks. My daughter asked why my Buddha statue has such long earlobes. I told her that's how the iconography grew up around what an enlightened being looks like, including that bump on the top of his head. She thought it was just a bun, hair tied up into a bun. 

At the end of each section, Nanamoli writes where he got the information. When you look it up in the more popular references, they are easy to find. The Majjhima Nikāya is probably the most popular big book of the Pali Canon. The Dhamapada, and the Udana are short collections. There are 4 main big books from the sutra collection. The bit about monks getting annoyed that Nanda looked like the Buddha and they got all respectful and ceremonial over the wrong guy, and got annoyed that that. That's from the Vinaya, which are the rules for the monk. 

In a way I feel like they made a rule for everything. Whether you can leave your bowl of water after going to the bathroom is a big bone of contention, and the Buddha is even told to go away when they went to expel a monk for leaving the bowl of water at the latrine. People like to make rules for other and it can be used as a way to express conflict with others. So and so broke a rule, therefore they don't really want to participate in our community. Leaving a bowl unmindfully shows perhaps an unconscious wish to provoke such rule riddled communities. That they told the Buddha to go away, he didn't know enough about the community is utterly fascinating. You can reject the Buddha's advice. 



There was a time in the Triratna when they had a very vibrant arts center in Croydon, but people would disappear in the night because the pressure was just too much. Sangharakshita would go down and try to counsel the leaders, but in the end they had to resign because they'd gone off the rails. Sometimes trying really hard to be good can lead you towards cultic behavior. To outsiders intense spiritual communities can seem cultic. 

Some of the rules seem mistaken in the Theravada community, like a monk can't help his elderly aunt by touching her even if it's to help her out of a car or down some stairs. There is a parables about touching a woman to help them across a river on a monk's back, and a strict rule follower rebuking the rule breaker. The rule breaker jokes, I left that woman back at the river, you're still carrying her. This quip signals a tradition of brushing aide such pettifoggery. And yet it was the fusty traditionalists who preserved the writings and in a way are the center of Buddhism coming down to these times. The Mahayana and Vajrayana developments in Buddhism are perhaps contained in the early teachings and are emphasis that evolve to meet a changing world. Excessive individualism lead to a push for altruism. The loss of traditional relationships led to an emphasis on the guru.  

The world we live in would be unrecognizable to the Buddha. As we round onto 8 billion people, the technology, the pollution and crowding, the amount of sources competing for our entertainment, the complex entertainment of science fiction, fantasy, drama, romance. Music has had an explosion of styles from punk to hip hop to jazz. There are a million little niches of music, folk music that develops like klezmer and zydeco, from Ska to trap music. There are stunningly unique talents like Charlie Parker to Emahoy Tsegué-Maryam Guèbrou, Philip Glass to Bill Evans. If the Buddha didn't dismiss Thomas Pynchon as a distraction, could he track down all the obscure references and read this incredibly dense and complicated novel? 

It is possible that entertainment is a distraction, but I can't help but feel beauty is an important aspect of the spiritual life, and modern sophisticated aesthetic appreciation is something our overclocked mating minds need.

There also seems to be come danger in avoiding the modern world in a Neo-Luddite move. Native Americans were just steamrolled by technology and population into little ghettos in America. 

People ask what you would do if you were Ukrainian and a Buddhist. Ukraine is subject to a naked aggression takeover by the larger Russia, attempting to regain it's former glory of the Soviet Union. My answer is I think a Buddhist would go out into nature and mediate. But there is an argument for fighting injustice and affirming the very existence of your society by forces seeking to destroy it. This aggression will not stand says Lebowski in his bath robe, drinking a white Russian.

The engaged Buddhism, and effective altruism movements have given a voice to using technology and public opinion for good. From hospice movement to fighting extreme poverty. There are dangers of repeating the colonial technique of colonizing people's by replacing their spirituality as well, but the kindness of helping others transcends particular religions and sects, and most people prefer help even if they have to listen to a sales pitch. 

There is almost a political fight about whether we have to grow up and evolve or if we can be as selfish as we want to be. As all voices are allowed to speak, the leader's voice is also challenged, and people shop the political marketplace the find what feels right for them. 

Henry David Thoreau was skeptical about large interventions in society, he though we needed to fix ourselves first. I think we can do both, but the thing we can most influence is our own self evolution, which in the end is just to overcome yourself to help others. 

Focusing on whether you can distinguish a Buddha seems like a question that has passed us by. Every once in a while people ask on social media if we would be able to recognize a Buddha, but since the traditional answers with bumps on the head and long ear lobes doesn't really feel like the right way to go about things. Not over saucing and not bumping your ankles just points to a quality of mindfulness, not necessarily specific. 

Society often focuses on invisible minorities, encouraging empathy and understanding for different sexuality, or even ethnicities that can blend in mainstream society. Growing up in Wisconsin the Jewish kids blended, I wouldn't even find out that people were Jewish until we started talking about these things in high school. I was so surprised this one young woman would only marry another Jewish person, I didn't even know that existed, and my stepfather was Jewish. Living in Kew Garden Hills more orthodox Jewish people wear unique clothing that clearly distinguishes them. 

When I was a psychotherapist, a mother wanted help with the fact that her son had a non-Jewish girlfriend. Immigrants move to America and their ways are lost in the tide of American culture. Their grandchildren would barely know their ways. I never met my German great grandmother, though she lives fondly in my mother's memory. I've never been passed to my knowledge any German culture through my mother, though she might not even know, and I might not even know. Human life spans are too short, people are so pragmatic, but in my lifetime I've come to really value culture. I don't know what to do on Vesak day except try to be extra Buddhist. Yes, I've gathered with other Buddhist while they performed Japanese calligraphy or Sri Lankan children's passion plays. American culture might be watching a football game, drinking a beer and eating grilled foods. 

I met a Iranian diplomat son who was in a punk band, opened for the Ramons and Iggy Pop. I met a Gujarati woman who would spend hours in a mulberry tree like I did in Wisconsin. 

That brings up the question of what culture do we want in America, and as an American Buddhist. Essential Buddhism will have a cultural element to it, even if it's openness to culture. I could let go my sports viewing, but it was really meaningful for me to watch NYCFC win the MLS Cup with my son. There's a Buddhist movie about the monumental efforts monks made to get a TV so they could watch the World Cup final. See, that's how humans can be. I could give up BBQs, but I'm really touched when someone buys veggie burgers to care for my vegetarianism, veganism and plant based diet. I like gathering. 

Every day is Vesak day, as I push myself to study, commune, meditate, vigilance with ethics and devotion. I really like candle balloons and other traditions from traditional Buddhist countries that burst on the scene. Traditional Buddhist cultures might shunt the spiritual life off into the monks, and just consult monks when they are having troubles, but Buddhism permeates society, the culture supports the specific spirituality. 

Never mind the heresy trials in Burma and the Buddhist fascist nationalists who seek to purify a country, as a means to gaining power, just the way Trump held up a Bible, and seems to represent the opposite of everything in it. How are humans so easily duped?

Secular Buddhists are seen to be just extracting the good bits of Buddhism from traditional cultures, the way colonialists extract minerals from the earth and take them away. I don't have any solution for that beyond trying to be maximally aware of your motivation and hearing alternate viewpoints. The racism in American society is rather hard to listen to when it's explored in modern American Buddhism, but I'm sure it's there, and even if narratives strike me as somehow off, there's enough computer memory to save expression of people's experience. 

We are exposed to different perspectives in a way my great grandfather wasn't exposed to. You could live your life without worrying too much about understanding others perspectives, or the history of the world. You just worked your job, came home and lived with your family. There was not too much diversity in the past because diversity wasn't expressed in mainstream media. 

Representation became important as there were more and more channels on TV, social media, the world wide web. I'm expressing myself to the world when I publish this blog. In the past, I would write a letter to a relative or a friend, and I would never express this because all my relatives were Christian and I didn't have Buddhist friends until relatively recently, not even half my life. 

People can now gather for good or ill, just as always, but it's easier to organize yourself by predilections or preferences. The people who worry about the fate of white protestant Christians can gather now and feel embattled as the world expresses it's difference. 

I am often impressed by the integrity of non-Buddhists, appreciate how deliberate people structure their lives, and focus their attention. Sometimes I don't know how to talk to people who see themselves as Buddhist, there is a barrier of language, culture that are often hard to surmount, or traditional personalities which are fairly reserved.

The secular Buddhism isn't felt fervently in a way that will preserve it, I fear, traditionalism has that extra thing in it to preserve a culture against the onslaught of changing times and outside influences.

I don't know if "how do you recognize a Buddha?" is an important question, but I think when I get to know people I see their spiritual intensity, and my own flawed subjectivity could be wrong, even if it's well trained in some ways. My respect in a way doesn't really matter. 

To get ordained in the Triratna Buddhist community you just have to convince a few order members, but they don't have any official guidelines because then people would just ape the things to get ordained. 

There are many people who don't see Triratna as having a lineage, and there are people that don't see it as even Buddhism. That's perhaps a sectarian gatekeeping, but what if it's not? Time will tell. 

People want to be recognized in the spiritual life, that feels good. I sometimes think we all want to be hyper praised like a toddler learning to walk, you hear the genuine enthusiasm of parents in a way you never hear it again. Do we try to overcome our kink for praise? Maybe some have matured past that to present as not really wanting that. There's a long list of things to overcome and evolve away from through community, meditation, ethics, devotion and study. Recognizing others is part of the spiritual life.

When the Buddha was first enlightened he ran into a fellow who thought the Buddha had something but went away muttering, "maybe so,". He met some businessmen who took refuge in the Buddha and Dharma, but there was no Sangha yet. It wasn't until he found his 5 ascetic friends that he achieved proof of concept, that Buddhism could be transmuted from one person to another. The wheel of the Dharma began to turn. Even though most people won't get Buddhism in it's depth and breadth, he tried anyway. You see teachers today, they're trying to teach, but they'll admit they aren't enlightened, or the tradition is to pretend they are because it's useful for you, not a statement of attainment. 

What if you could treat others as profoundly intimate, friendly, empathetically, understanding? That is what that teaching leads me to consider. 



Some friends grief at the death of the Buddha:

Sunday, April 24, 2022

Chapter 10



The middle period, chapter 10, has rapid fire stories in The Life of the Buddha. I can't help but think of that number Love Thy Neighbor from Prom, when you get to the monk who is abandoned, because he is of no use to his fellow monks when he's sick. 

There is the ancient epistemology tract in the Kalama Sutta.

"It is hard to know a man by his appearance

Nor can you judge him at a passing glance."

That's the upshot from the section where a leper becomes a stream entrant.

There is the bit where the Buddha doesn't want his teachings put into the formal religious language of the times. 

There is the bit about tuning the lute strings just right.

So many teachings.


I just downloaded the version of this book by Ṭhānissaro Bhikkhu & Khematto Bhikkhu.

Monday, August 09, 2021

Stuck

 P. 28 The Life of the Buddha:

"...seeking the unborn, unageing, unailing, deathless, sorrowless, undefiled, supreme surcease of bondage, Nibbana."


PS, I read about the 5 dreams and thought about posting and then remembered a past post.

Friday, August 06, 2021

Interesting Characters And Details Reading the Life of the Buddha Edited By Bhikkhu Nanamoli

Ñāṇamoli Bhikkhu died in 1960. He led an interesting life, he was an intelligence officer during WW2. He and his friend Ñāṇavīra Thera went to Sri Lanka and ordained as a monk. My heart warms so much when a friend is mentioned in a Wikipedia entry about a person's life. 

He was taught by Nyanatiloka, German born, who was among the earliest western monks in Sri Lanka. Nyanatiloka went off to Sri Lanka in 1903 at the age of 25, and went on to Burma. You can read about him in a biography that is online. 

Nyanatiloka met U Dhammaloka, Irish born, who ordained in 1900.

Nanamoli left us an amazing modern edited book from the Pali Sources about the life of the Buddha. 

How it is that I can read these awesome texts in English today is amazing to me.



People Gotama met before enlightenment and his family

Ananda remembers the discourses, what the Buddha said. It is his great memory that comes down to us. He was a first cousin to the Buddha.

Upali remembered the monastic rules. "He was ordained before the princes, putting humility before caste." He was a low caste barber. 

There is Asita, an ascetic who laments he will not live enough to see the Buddha. "Among the bipedal race he is unique."

King Bimbisara offers the Buddha a lot of money to be a general in his army.

Alara Kalama was a teacher who taught Gotama everything he knew on his spiritual quest, but he kept going.

Uddaka Rāmaputta was his second teacher. The teachings do not lead to dispassion, fading of lust, cessation, enlightenment. 

Tapussa and Bhalluka: Two merchants who came upon the Buddha while he was freshly consolidating the insights of his enlightenment under the Mucalinda Tree. They gave him some food. The Buddha wasn't really into eating but the Four Devine Kings persuaded him with food from the 4 corners of the world, rice cake and honey. His first meal after enlightenment. Tapussa and Bhalluka took refuge in the Buddha and the Dharma, but there was no Sangha yet to get the three jewels. They were the first disciples of the Buddha. 





Details:

Gautama talks about the need to go forth from home life: crowded and dusty. 

I would add crumbs. My daughter eats pretzels in bed before she goes to sleep, and there are crumbs.

Gautama went off and was in nice parks where deer came up to him and peacocks were around. I can hear their cries. He talks about hair standing on end, what an amazing detail, fear and dread arose, which he subdued. I kind of like these details of the struggle. 



The Buddha's family includes his father Suddhodana and mother Maya and his foster mother Mahapajapati Gotami.

There are bits where they say he went forth young, and don't mention a wife. It is possible that that whole story line cropped up later, but in the legend his wife has a name, Yashodhara.

What does it add to the myth that he went for not as a late teen but as a father at 29? Does that add more gravity, more drama? Does that make it more relatable?




Thursday, August 05, 2021

The vanity of death entirely left me



Has anyone felt the vanity of life entirely leave them? That's pretty intense. I feel like looking at death isn't easy. I'm not sure what to make of something like that, it seems experience far. I suppose that just proves once again I'm not close. This happened to the Buddha before he was enlightened, before he went off on his 6 year quest. What do you make of it? Is it something one can get to through reflection? Meditation? 

There is a part of me that wishes to survive, a survival instinct, that rebels against not existing. I can intellectually understand that the cycle of life means I will eventually die. I have read a lot of books on the subject of death and dying to try and understand. Maybe I understand that I will not live forever. I'm not sure if the vanity of life has left me. 

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Chapter 9 The Life of the Buddha



This chapter is a grab bag of stories left over from the first 20 years. The wonderful story of Meghiya is one. It is filled with what you can do that is not meditation, to work towards the goal.

The thing I found most interesting was the Buddha's going through the 5 elements and pointing out how they are indifferent. The 6th element practice is something I've done a bit on retreat. I did it off retreat, and I felt like I was breaking apart, and realized that I can only do that meditation in a really supportive environment like a retreat. Then after that, the Buddha lists meditations for various problems:

"Practice loving-kindness to get rid of ill-will. Practice compassion to get rid of cruelty. Practice sympathy to get rid of apathy. Practice equanimity to get rid of resentment. Practice contemplation of loathsomeness in the body to get rid of lust. Practice contemplation of impermanence to get rid of conceit 'I am'. Practice mindfulness of breathing; for when that is maintained in being and well developed, it brings great fruit and many blessings" (p. 123)

I find it interesting that sympathetic joy helps one with apathy. I find it interesting for the AA people that equanimity gets rid of resentments. I find it interesting that contemplation is part of the path, makes me think of Ratnaguna's book On Reflection. And it makes me think that MOB, mindfulness of breathing is the paramount meditation.

Monday, March 23, 2020

Conflict in the early sangha



Further thoughts on The Life of the Buddha, a collection and translation by Nanamoli (Chapter 8):

This happened in Kosambi. Don't let the story mark the town as one thing, because it is many.

The offense was that a leader left grey water at the toilet. At the time when someone caught him, he did not know it was an offense. The other leader said since it wasn't intentional, it was not an offense, but then later said it was an offense and spoke out against the offense.

It hardly seems like much to get worked up about, but sometimes when you are very mindful you can be a bit precious about things. There is also some conflict, a power struggle, which is not acknowledged, between the two leaders.

The leader was suspended. He sent out to his people to come and defend him. Many of his followers were loyal to him even though he was suspended.

When alerted to the situation, the Buddha was concerned about a schism. He talked to the suspending leader. The Buddha said essentially to be more worried about schism than the offense, to not pursue the matter. He went to the offending monk and told him to not challenge the suspension because schism is worse than being suspended wrongly.

So I wonder what happened. I guess the offending monk stayed away until the end of the suspension, though the suspension would have been withdrawn.

That was I did when I was a teacher and two students were in conflict, I would "shoot both ways," so that neither felt like they got their way. You need to stop doing this, and you need to stop doing that.

It is a fundamental problem in the world that there are rules in society and there are some people who do not follow them.

I think this is one of the great problems with the current presidency. The conventions of the presidency are not being followed. It freaks a lot of people out, it's destabilizing to people who do not protect him out of ideological defensiveness. That is also something they take glee in, which is a further offense. Win at any cost not matter that the whole fabric of society is smashed. Out of partisanship they pretend not to see it, then later flip the script. The party that wants to run things so they can prove that running things is wrong, don't expect good government, and wreck up the whole place.

When the sangha insisted on continuing the quarrel, the Buddha finally just left, deciding that he could not say anything to them that would de-escalate the conflict.

I find that a fascinating story. No miracles, no reverence, keeping the Buddha on the right side. He was told they would settle it. I've always found this story really interesting somehow. "There is no fellowship with fools." It's better to be alone than in conflict. Being alone is preferable to disagreeable company.

When the town stopped giving them food, because it was seen as not respecting the Buddha to send him away, they went to the Buddha to resolve their quarrel. The offending monk said it was an offense, and the Buddha told them to reinstate him because he saw the offense.

Then there is the report of harmony with Anuruddha, Nandiya and Kimbila. I've always loved those names because of their harmony. Whoever got home first would set things up. Whoever got home last would clean up. They agreed on the various tasks and asked for help when needed. Nobody shirked any duty and they thought on each other with loving kindness in public and privately.

Chapter 7: The Life of the Buddha



Further thoughts on The Life of the Buddha, a collection and translation by Nanamoli:

This is the chapter on admitting women into the sangha. The Buddha's stepmother, the woman who raised him, nursed him, when his mother died soon after he was born. She wanted to join the sangha. The Buddha initially said no but she came back and he gave 8 conditions, and she accepted them.

Now is this where I think like I do with Shakespeare? With Shakespeare I don't think he's anti-semitic or misogynistic or racist, no more than the average person, he just captured these forces in his plays. Merchant of Venice has a depiction of a jewish man, from the standpoint of a playwright in a country that banned jewish people. And Taming of the Shrew is just how women were handled then, women were married off by their fathers. And Othello was just how Moores were treated in those days. Our interpretations of the plays can be racist as well, supposedly John Adams thought Desdemona deserve being killed for marrying a black man.

Anyway, I'm not sure how women were treated in the Buddha's time, but there is an amazing book that captures women going into the spiritual life, and might be the first feminist spiritual classic: Therīgāthā. I found it a really powerful book when I read it on retreat. It wasn't the theme of the retreat, I just find I can read a lot deeper when I'm on retreat, and I found it very inspiring.

So was the Buddhist sexist by applying 8 rules for women? Was he capturing the sexism in the society to apply skillfully?

Could he have given a simple yes, let them in. I don't know, but that's what I would do from my unenlightened perspective twenty five hundred years into the future, from America, who's only had the Dharma for 200 years, only about a tenth of the Dharma's existence on Earth.

I do know that one of the amazing monasteries in the USA is led by a woman: Sravasti Abbey. I'm not aware of any sex scandals in that sangha--the plague which most large sanghas in America have had to face, why I would recommend smalls sanghas. Everyone owns their own spiritual life and I wouldn't let anyone put some idea on mine that would limit it, or my daughters.

There is also a prophecy that because women were let into the sangha that the Dharma would be on earth for less time. I'd say that if anyone trots that out, it's a hook for people who want to blame women and have negativity towards them, so what out for anyone who brings this up.

The Life of the Buddha: Chapter 6



Further thoughts on The Life of the Buddha, a collection and translation by Nanamoli:

There was a poor tailor who saw all these huts put up for the monks and he thought he would like one. He built one, but it was slanted and fell down. He did that three times, and started complaining to the monks. The monks told the Buddha and he told a story about animals helping each other out. I might have told the story where first he directly told some monks to go build that tailor a hut. But it's clear that the Buddha believed in spreading the wealth, resources, charity. He didn't say forget him, just focus on getting enlightened monks.

It seems they build some crude monasteries for the many monks.

I imagine when hordes were converting to the path, there must have been great social disorder. The Buddha made a rule that you have to get your parents permission to go forth. One day everyone was in the village working their usual way, and then another there were a bunch of people with bowls and robes walking along, begging for their food. I wonder if there was anyone left in the kitchen to make food for all the monks. One guy got a ironed robe and a nice bowl and the Buddha didn't like that.

Though eastern and Buddhism seems to be pro-family there is a bit where the Buddha illuminates the suffering within the family, in an effort to pry those from taking refuge in the family. Interesting.

One king got teachings from the Buddha but another didn't, and I wonder if there was jealousy with those whom the word spread slowly. I estimate it took 2378 years for the Buddha's message to make it to America where I live. I'm jealous it took so long to get here.

To further integrate with society he had the monks not wander around during the rains. They were tramping all over the crops and causing problems, so the Buddha asked that the monks stay in one place during the rainy season.

I'm watching Eugene Onegin on the Met Opera free streaming and this is adapted from Pushkin, who created the "superfluous man"--an unmindful dilettante who mucks everything up and misses opportunities and hurts people.

Sunday, March 08, 2020

Arati, one of the three daughters of Mara



Page 63/4

Arati is converted by the Buddha:

"Tranquil in body, with liberated mind
Contriving nothing, mindful and detached,
Knowing Dhamma, absorbed without thought-roving,
Unangy and unanxious, unperplexed..."

Mara is not happy,

"Fools! You have tried to split a rock
by poking it with a lily stem.
To dig a hill out with your nails,
To chew up iron with your teeth
To find a fooding on a cliff
With a great stone upon your head,
To push a tree down with your chest
And so you come from Gautama frustrated."

Friday, March 06, 2020

Comments on Chapter 4 The Life of the Buddha



I don't like it that Yasa's father, mother and Yasa's father's ex-wife are not named. His 4 friends have names, but then the 50 friends are nameless. Sixty one new disciples seem crowding, you could almost imagine the act of going forth might become a bit of a fad. I wonder if any of them renounced the monastic life.

The time you need to put in to gain insight is glossed over, things happen fast. I can't help but think that some people might get the impression that it's easy or only easy if it's the Buddha who teaches you. I'm not forgetting Upaka. But looking into Upaka, it seems he later joined the sangha.

The beginning with Yasa having 3 palaces and only women is similar to the story of Siddhartha. It almost feels like a formula.

The original conversation ritual is to shave your head and beard, salute the disciple of the Buddha, and give the triple refuge.

I'd always thought the Buddha's mother was the first female disciple, but it looks like Yasa's mother was the first female disciple.

It seems that merely recognizing Mara for who he is, is enough for his power to evaporate. I'm struck by how it's similar to Padmasambhava would pin a demon and look at them to depower them.

On the way to Benares he converts a party of 30 who went out for a picnic. The he meets the 3 Kassapas, who had a thousand disciples all together. The Buddha stayed in the "fire hut", which might be like a sauna? Even when the Buddha tamed the naga in the fire hut, and had devas visit him, Kassapa still thought he was more advanced than the Buddha. The Buddha realized he was cramping Kassapa's style, and went off so as not to interfere with his upcoming ceremony. There was some business about nagas helping the Buddha clean a refuse rag that impressed Kassapa but he still maintained his superiority. He got an apple and other food times quicker than Kassapa. He allowed wood to be split. The miracles continue till Kassapa is finally convinced the Buddha's powers are greater than his.

I feel like it is a contradiction to use "miracles" with the Buddha to convince people not to chase after pleasures reactively and cling to them.

There's a grizzly image of a crab without legs, that is meant to be Mara when you can identify him/her and are beyond the influence.

I get indigestion from so many rich ideas, I need to lay off the rich mental foods for a little while.

Many more great things in this chapter.


Thursday, March 05, 2020

Five dreams

The Buddha has 5 dreams that foreshadow his victory in discovering the hard thing he was striving for (p.22 The Life of the Buddha Nanamoli)

1. His body is huge like Gulliver, and spreads over India.
2. He dreams of the 8 fold path.
3. He would have many come in with cloth to be his students (like the white grubs that covered him when he was awake).
4. White birds would come from the 4 directions and sit on his feet (representing the 4 castes).
5. He used to get dirty walking around in the dust, but he would get food and what he needed without being greedy, deluded or clingy, because the people would respect his way of being.


The Life of the Buddha

I'm reading The Life of the Buddha edited from the Pali Canon by Nanamoli. (I didn't know that Nanamoli was 54 when he died. He only had 11 years to learn and create his books.)

Nanamoli mentioned an Italian friar I'd never heard of Filippo Desideri or Ippolito Desideri, who went to Tibet in 1712. This may be the first exposure to Buddhism by a European but he doesn't publish his book in his lifetime. He wrote books to try to convert them to Christianity. Back in Italy there was all kinds of sectarian conflict. Part of that got his report of his findings not published. I bet there are some pretty good stories in there.

Getting into the text of The Life of the Buddha, I find it amazing that the Buddha went to the two best teachers and learned everything they knew and was offered to take over, and in the second case to be the leader. The first one I think he realized the nothingness of everything, and with the second it seems like he went into the formless dhyanas, of neither perception nor non-perception. But I don't know.

The Buddha talks of subduing fear and dread while being in groves (not the forest or jungle). What I think this points to is a systematic increasing of difficulty, pushing himself harder and harder, but also understanding that certain tasks were necessary to get to the place to develop insight. This is not all he has to subdue.

He has 3 similes, and the first is that trying to make a fire with wet wood won't work. He thinks bodily and mentally yearn for sensual desire will lead to pain when striving in the spiritual life. Even if you withdraw one, and still have mental desire for sensual desire, you can't start a fire with a wet stick. It is only when you withdraw bodily and mental urges for sensual desire can you reach the higher levels of spirituality. There's a lot of talk of the guarding of the gates of the sense, and I find it interesting that you have to conquer desire before you become enlightened--I thought that was a result. But I think the point is that there is a gradual mastering before you can go to a higher level.

You can't subdue the mind with the mind, nor the body with the body. He tried to squash his mind in his jaws, he tried to not breath. These early attempts left him exhausted. Finding the energy didn't work with these methods. He sits by a fire and takes great heat. Then he tried not to eat. He became deathly ill starving himself, his hair fell out, he became emaciated, he probably got nutritional diseases like rickets, beriberi and scurvy. The search had to continue.

He is near the Lilajan River (Wikipedia), what the text says the Neranjara river (photo). Namuci comes to him. Namuci is called Rakshasa on Wikipedia, and he's an asura, or a mythical deity. Also Mara is there.

My feeling is it's another line of thinking, perhaps the commonsensical voice with Namuci. He says to live. Mara tells him to push on. Thus Mara can also be a voice of unhelpful asceticism. He does a kind of rope a dope of psycho babble from the times, to try to convince him to go on. Here we come on an interesting word, "accidy" which is an archaic word for torpor. He speaks of all these virtues with military metaphors Siddhartha would have understood, and suggests it is a virtue to die in battle. He's never met Falstaff.

That is when he thinks of the dhyana meditation he had with his father was doing a ceremonial first ploughing of a field, and he was sitting under a tree meditating. He berates himself for avoiding pleasure altogether. The pleasure of meditation is OK! He ate some boiled rice and bread. His 5 disciples of asceticism are disgusted and leave him. This is the 3rd spiritual community that he leaves or is rejected by. This is the first one that rejects him!

Once he finds enlightenment he will find them and they will overcome their disgust at him for abandoning asceticism and listen to him. Perhaps because of what they saw him do before he tried another path. But he didn't go off and tell them what he was up to. He just follow the thought that meditation was the path. But now he also was pretty good at not eating, so in a way I bet eating after not eating a lot, he felt health surging back into his body. He pushed himself to the brink of death, and it was there that he knew the limit. He could go that far this way. What I'm seeing is someone who did a lot of experimentation, trial and error. But there was an overriding idea that there was something there past what he could see--that is what amazes me.

Well, that's just in the first chapter and a little into the second one, with my thoughts, read the book it's pretty awesome.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

Mindfulness of the Buddha

(Udumvara flower)

This is a book review of The Life of the Buddha (Penguin Classics). As noted in a previous blog, the book was written by Tenzin Chogyel in Bhuttan about 250 plus years ago. He's in the Kagyu sect of Buddhism, so the Buddha taught the Mahayana ideals and the tantric spells. This new translation is a blessing. I think it's the first one of this text. It makes me wonder how many other great texts are out there untranslated.

The literature of Buddhism is vast and it can take a long time to read it even with what is already translated. There is even the phenomenon of book buddhists, people who read Buddhist books and find them quite enjoyable and in harmony with their aspirations. I have a similarly modern approach to Buddhism that at the beginning involved a lot of books before I took the plunge into sangha and meditation. There are also tattoo Buddhists, people who put a Buddha on their body, but don't really know much about Buddhism. There are Buddhist who think it's presumptuous to read these texts and meditate, because they've been told it's only for the monks. There's all kinds of Buddhism and there is also a unique form blossoming in America and other countries that where not traditionally Buddhist.

My experience is that Karen Armstrong's biography of the Buddha is a fair place to start. Even though she's not a Buddhist, she's a great spiritual writer. The best book is the collection of biographical elements, by Nanamoli. (The Life of the Buddha: According to the Pali Canon). There is a bibliography of recommended books that include Nanamoli and some other books I'm hoping to get to. It's fun to see the differences in this version. Like he had 32 nursemaids as a baby. Vivshpani Blomfeeld's book on the Buddha wasn't on the list, but that's a deep meditation on the Buddha that included stuff I didn't see elsewhere. Unfortunately it's not in print in America, so you can buy a used copy or an electronic version.

I can't remember the scriptures that talk about a fellow who's meditation practice was just to recall his experiences with the buddha, and thinking about the Buddha. Recollecting the Buddha is a positive thing. When I hit on a theme, I chant a mantra that is most appropriate throughout the day. I chant the Buddha mantra. You can also imagine him with you during you day.

There are issues with the miracles. As a modern skeptical person, sometimes it's not clear for me how to translate things from literal to mythical. What does it mean to be born out of the side of someone, instead of coming out the vagina? Do they think women are dirty? Is that misogyny? At the very least it signals him as someone unique who begins talking right after birth. I take it that he has done so much work in his previous lives, that he really hits the ground running.

I don't really have to make sense of it, I can just enjoy it. I've been writing about re-enchanting life, and this account of the Buddha's life certainly does that from a Bhutanese Kagyu perspective 250 plus years ago. There are some interesting little sketches: Mara doodles in the dirt after the Buddha moves past him. There are sections where the devotional writing is inspirational.

If you're looking for your first biography or even second, I might miss this one because you might get some sectarian impressions of the Buddha's life (unless that is your school, of course, or you're considering that school). But if you've read a few biographies and wish to contemplate the Buddha in a new translation, this is a pretty good little book.