Sunday, February 21, 2016

Another beautiful poem, courtesy of Sangha member Laura:


Monet Refuses the Operation
By Lisel Mueller

Doctor, you say there are no haloes
around the streetlights in Paris
and what I see is an aberration
caused by old age, an affliction.
I tell you it has taken me all my life
to arrive at the vision of gas lamps as angels,
to soften and blur and finally banish
the edges you regret I don’t see,
to learn that the line I called the horizon
does not exist and sky and water,
so long apart, are the same state of being.
Fifty-four years before I could see
Rouen cathedral is built
of parallel shafts of sun,
and now you want to restore
my youthful errors: fixed
notions of top and bottom,
the illusion of three-dimensional space,
wisteria separate
from the bridge it covers.
What can I say to convince you
the Houses of Parliament dissolve
night after night to become
the fluid dream of the Thames?
I will not return to a universe
of objects that don’t know each other,
as if islands were not the lost children
of one great continent.  The world
is flux, and light becomes what it touches,
becomes water, lilies on water,
above and below water,
becomes lilac and mauve and yellow
and white and cerulean lamps,
small fists passing sunlight
so quickly to one another
that it would take long, streaming hair
inside my brush to catch it.
To paint the speed of light!
Our weighted shapes, these verticals,
burn to mix with air
and change our bones, skin, clothes
to gases.  Doctor,
if only you could see
how heaven pulls earth into its arms
and how infinitely the heart expands
to claim this world, blue vapor without end.


Friday, February 19, 2016

Dalai Lama visiting Minneapolis, Madison

Good morning, Dear Sangha:

I'm reposting Sumeet's note on our Meetup message board about upcoming visits by His Holiness the Dalai Lama to Minneapolis this Sunday, February 21, and March 8 and 9 in Madison, Wisconsin. The March 9 event in Madison, a panel discussion, is also free to watch in streaming video for those interested but unable to attend in person. 

~Stephen

Hi Everyone!


Its kind of last minute but His Holiness Dalai Lama is coming to Minneapolis and Wisconsin (nearest to IC). Please see link above. If anyone is interested, this is wonderful opportunity to see him. After meeting his right hand, Taklung Matul, I always wanted to meet him. If anyone else is interested in going, we can plan something out. We can share costs. Wisconsin will be difficult for me personally as it is during weekdays but Minneapolis one can be planned out quickly. Tickets are available for 30$ for members of TAFM and 50$ for non members. Travelling cost can be split.  Let me know if anyone is interested. 

Regards,
Sumeet

Thursday, February 18, 2016

'Kindness' By Naomi Shihab Nye

Thank you to sangha member Laura for passing along the beautiful poem she recited at tonight's meeting. She's graciously passed it along for me to share with all of you. 

Kindness
By Naomi Shihab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.

From Words Under the Words: Selected Poems. Copyright © 1995 by Naomi Shihab Nye.


Upcoming Events

Information about these events, which are not affiliated with the Iowa City Sangha, may also be found on the message board of our Meetup.com page at http://www.meetup.com/Iowa-City-Sangha/

"Balancing the Outer and Inner Work of Peacemaking”
12:30-4:30 p.m. Saturday, February 20
University Capitol Centre, 200 S. Clinton St., Room 1117 (second floor)
Free
Registration Deadline: Feb. 15
Sponsored by PEACE Iowa and co-sponsored by the UI Center for Human Rights, this workshop with experienced peace-maker Chris Klug will explore the process of balancing individual and collective outer work with inner work in the effort to bring about a less violent, and more just and peaceful world. Throughout the process, the critical role of the relationship between means and ends as taught by Gandhi will be highlighted.

“From Mindfulness to Concentration and Insight”
Daylong Day of Mindfulness Retreat
10 a.m. to 4 p.m. Saturday, March 5
Unitarian Universalist Congregation
3707 Eastern Ave, Davenport
Free, although free will offering is welcome
Meditation retreat led by Dharma Teacher Jack Lawlor, ordained in the lineage of Thich Nhat Hanh. Co-sponsored by the Prairie River Sangha (formerly QC Meditation) and the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of the Quad Cities.

Mindfulness Meditation Retreat: “Caring for Earth, Caring for Self: A Retreat in the Thich Nhat Hanh Tradition.”
April 1-3
Columban Fathers Mission, Bellevue, Nebraska
Register by March 20 for $200 per person double occupancy. Financial assistance available.

Free Meditation Class
8 a.m. Sundays
Zen Den Yoga Studio
2203 F Street, Suite 2, Iowa City
Free


February 18, 2016 Dharma Talk: Life is Suffering (And That’s OK)

The Buddha said he was interested in teaching only one thing: suffering, and the end of suffering.

This isn’t as grim and hopeless as it sounds. In fact, as we’ll talk about later, looking at our suffering with loving-kindness and skill can open the door to an ocean of wisdom, peace and sanity.

So how did the Buddha come to his conclusion?

Siddhartha Gautama, as he was first known, was said to be the son of a king who ruled over a large clan in eastern India between the sixth and fourth centuries BC -- about 2600 years ago.

When Prince Siddhartha was a few days old, a holy man prophesied that he would either become a great military conqueror or a great spiritual teacher. The king preferred the first outcome and raised the boy in luxury, shielding him from knowledge of religion and human suffering.

As a result, Siddhartha reached the age of 29 with little experience of the world beyond the walls of his palaces. He wanted for nothing. And yet, as these stories go, he was restless. He was curious to see what the king had been hiding from him.

So he asked his charioteer to take him for a ride around the countryside. Along the way he encountered for the first time in his life an elderly man, a sick man, and a corpse.

It dawned on him that this was everyone’s inevitable fate, including his own. In other words, he came face to face with his own mortality. Also along the way he encountered a wandering ascetic, whom the driver explained was someone who renounced the world and sought release from fear of death and suffering.

Siddhartha returned to the palace and tried to resume his old life, but it felt flat, cold, pointless. So he decided to shave his head, put on a beggar’s robe, and leave the palace to try to solve the mystery of human suffering.

This journey eventually led Siddhartha to become The Buddha, the awakened one, and to discover what are called the Four Noble Truths, the foundation of the Buddha’s teachings.
  • There is suffering
  • There is a cause or source of our suffering
  • There is a way to end that suffering
  • The way to end suffering is the Eightfold Path -- guidelines for cultivating a healthy, integrated, compassionate and awakened life. 
The word for suffering in Pali--a variation of Sanskrit--is dukkha, which is rich with layers of meaning.

First, dukkah refers to the suffering of the physical body: aging, sickness, death, aches and pains. Part of the human incarnation.

On another level, dukkah refers to the anxiety and stress that arise from trying to hold onto things that are constantly changing, things that are impermanent--in other words, everything.

Third, dukkah refers to the uneasiness that springs from our resistance to the fact that no one thing exists apart from other things. Everyone and everything is a unique but temporary manifestation of factors arising at a particular moment in time, like waves on an ocean. The concept, called “dependent origination,” is complex, but Thich Nhat Hanh uses a cup of tea to illustrate the idea.

We call the brown liquid in our cup tea, as if it were a fixed thing. But if you look deeply, you can see that “tea” is made up of water, which over time was ocean, snow, tears. The tea leaves are made up of sun, nutrient-rich soil, and rain. And the tea wouldn’t exist apart from the labor of the men and women who planted, harvested, packaged and shipped it to our stores, and their ancestors who made the workers possible, and so on. If you remove just one of those elements--no tea!

The same is true of us. We are made up of elements from across the planet and universe, elements of our ancestors, taking this particular form in this particular time in history. Take just one of those things away--water, carbon, your great-great-grandmother--then no us.

Our manifestation depends on many other elements and factors. We inter-are. Or as Thay says, “I am because you are.”  

In this third form of dukkah we cling to the idea that we are separate from everyone and everything else. And that separate self must be protected and provided for at all costs. We know where this leads, don’t we, in our personal relationships, the relationships between classes and nations?

British philosopher Thomas Hobbes gloomily described human life in 1651 as “solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short." And often to cover up this feeling of hopelessness we might self-medicate, distract ourselves, or go into deep denial that we will get old, sick, and die. We work out obsessively or get plastic surgery to reclaim the fountain of youth.

But in the end, we find out, that’s as useful as touching up a wilted rose with red house paint. As Helen Keller says, “Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.”
The problem isn’t our mortality or fragility, as challenging as that is for many to accept. It’s the stories we create to make sense of life, stories that often divide people and the world into safe and dangerous, good and bad, worthy and unworthy.
Sometimes these stories inspire great acts of selflessness and creativity. They lead to a Mother Teresa, a Nelson Mandela and a Martin Luther King. Other times they’re dark and twisted and foreboding and lead us to behave in unhealthy and destructive ways. They lead to an Adolf Hitler, a Josef Stalin, a Ku Klux Klan.

But with kind attention, we can transform our suffering into rich, loamy soil for cultivating the beautiful flowers of our practice, of loving-kindness, of mindfulness, and of compassion. Thich Nhat Hanh says that we contain seeds of loving compassion, and seeds of anger and hatred. We water the seeds of compassion by breathing mindfully. By meditating. By supporting one another in the sangha. By learning to be more at ease with life exactly as it is, rather than wanting it to be different. By creating space in our minds and hearts to take in all of life, with its 10,000 joys and 10,000 sorrows.

Nobel laureate Elie Wiesel: “Suffering confers neither privileges nor rights. It all depends on how one uses it. If you use it to increase the anguish of others or yourself, you are degrading, even betraying it. And yet the day will come when we shall understand that suffering can elevate human beings. God help us to bear our suffering well.”

We develop this capacity for spaciousness inside ourselves by learning to be still. With a sincere and kind-hearted curiosity we watch the energies at play behind our suffering and our stories. “Dear sorrow, I know you,” we might say. “Dear anger, I see you and I am here for you.”

Rather than close down, pull back or lash out--in other words fight, flight, or freeze, as evolutionary biology might urge us--we take the more courageous path, the path of vulnerability. We let our awareness that everyone grows old, grows sick, and dies to soften us, open us up, deepen and sweeten and leaven our experience. To unite us. We realize that this isn’t my suffering; it’s just suffering, part of the human experience.

This is wisdom. And as a result of this mindful attention, we become lighter, fresher, friendlier, kinder -- with ourselves, and with the world.

With deep looking, we begin to see that birth and death, loss and gain, joy and pain, praise and blame, are simply part of the river of human experience, ever-changing, ever unfolding.

Thich Nhat Hanh: “The Buddha called suffering a Holy Truth, because our suffering has the capacity of showing us the path to liberation. Embrace your suffering, and let it reveal to you the way to peace.”

We must learn how to be compassionate with ourselves before we can be compassionate toward the world, before we can become bodhisattvas. This doesn’t always come easily, does it? We can be our own harshest critics--ruthless, even, in our self-assessment: I’m stupid, I’m incompetent, I’m worthless. I’m unloved. Does any of that sound familiar?

The Tao Te Ching says this:

I have just three things to teach:
Simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and in thoughts,
You return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
You accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
You reconcile all beings in the world.
      ~Lao Tzu

Jack Kornfield (from “A Lamp in the Darkness: Illuminating the Path Through Difficult Times”) writes: “The one who knows (meaning the wisdom inside of you, the Buddha that you are) sees the bigger picture behind every illness, loss, and death. It knows that although you may feel that your life is ending, new life is also growing in and around you. The universe continues to expand, the Earth continues to turn through the seasons, the soil continues to bring forth new growth. Even in the moment of your eventual death, all over the Earth mothers will be giving birth, bringing new hope and love and difficulty and possibility into the world.”

Learning to sit honestly with the inherent messiness and unspooling of human life--because it’s like this for ALL life--is necessary before we can begin to awaken. And as Thich Nhat Hanh said, “Once the door of awareness has been opened, you cannot close it.”

I have certainly found this to be true in my life. Those moments when I have been able to regard my suffering with kind attention and love has been like tapping into a deep and self-replenishing well of calm and refreshing energy.

Thich Nhat Hanh: “Happiness is only possible when we stop running and appreciate the present moment and who we are. Who we are is a wonder. We do not need to be anyone else. We are a wonder of life.”

Hafiz: “Don’t surrender your loneliness so quickly -- let it cut more deep. Let it ferment and season you as few human or even divine ingredients can.”


My hope is that this sangha also seasons us and supports our practice of self-compassion. Even if there are days you cannot attend, simply bringing the sangha to mind can be like the bell we invite to bring us back to your true selves.