Energy To Burn

Nam-Myoho-Renge-KyoLife is punctuated by a series of  problems and challenges, but what is the real difference between them? Generally speaking we call situations we can deal with, challenges, and those we fear we cannot deal with, problems. But actually, the difference is in our own heads and depends more on our life-state at the time the situation arises.

If we are in a higher life-state, we look upon the situation as a challenge. We concentrate our energies to resolving the situation and pride ourselves that we rose to the challenge. If, on the other hand, we are depressed and in a lower life-state, we tend to get further depressed by the situation, our life-energies are reduced and the problem, as we now call it, becomes insurmountable.

So the question is, how do we keep our life-energy, and hence our life-state, as high as possible in order to enable us to confront situations with confidence. That’s where chanting comes in. When I chant Nam Myoho Renge Kyo, I can feel my life-energy increasing.

The more I chant, the louder I chant, the higher my life-state rises, so when situations arise, as they always will, I am in a better position to deal with them. It works for me, and it works for millions of people across the world, so why not give it a go and see whether it will work for you, I’m sure it will.

An Alternative View

An Alternative ViewAs you might expect, my Gohonzon has it’s own special place in my apartment and although that isn’t the only place I chant, it doesn’t come with me when I travel around. Although chanting isn’t always done alone, being in a strange place, as in new to me,  requires me to seek out a little secluded spot to practice.

Last night, through all the thunder and lightning, B and I headed off to her aunt’s house in a little village just outside Totnes in Devon. We arrived late and the place was as dark as could be, no street lights and no moon because of the clouds, so I didn’t get to see the view until this morning.

To say that it was breath-taking would be an understatement. Beautiful rolling countryside as far as the eye could see, and all bathed in beautiful sunshine. I was trying to be a little quiet and so had delayed my morning practice until I could slip quietly away. After breakfast, B and her aunt went out into the garden to inspect the plethora of unusual plants growing there, and seeing the opportunity, I made my getaway.

The South facing picture window in our bedroom was the perfect vista to substitute for my absent Gohonzon, so while the ladies were outside, I stood and looked at the view and chanted. They say that variety is the spice of life, and I can concur with that view. Chanting in new and interesting places is fun, energy-giving and powerful, and as usual, I felt my life-energies rising as I chanted. So much so, that I am even tempted to start a new section of the blog, dedicated to photos of my experiences.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

Just Be Grateful

Just Be GratefulWe all know one. The person you dread meeting by the coffee machine. The one who never has a good word to say about anything. Who when you ask them how they are, gives you a list of all the things wrong with them, never a positive word about anything or anyone. A proper drain on your energies.

We’ve got someone here at work, a lady who’s been here for ages, who’s part of the furniture, who thinks that she’s the cog that keeps the whole place running. She’s in sales, and when I was introduced to her a while ago said ‘Always remember, I’m the one who pays your wages’. I’m sure you know the sort.

As you might expect, she not the most popular member of staff, the one who is missed when she’s on holiday because the atmosphere in the office is that much more joyful. Nobody has a good word to say about her, and she’s avoided by everyone if at all possible.

But it got me thinking. She’s unhappy most of the time, unless she’s just made a large sale, and she’s intent on bringing everyone else down to her level. So there’s an expectation set, that she’ll be grumpy, or rude, or both when I have to deal with her. So I have decided to get my infinite compassion ray ready, to try to make her feel better about whatever she is complaining about. I smile when I’m talking to her, and always try to leave the conversation on a positive note.

I look at it this way. I have to cross her path once in a while, and that can be challenging. But she has to live with herself all the time, and she’s unhappy, so how does she feel about things? So I’ve been quietly putting the compassion idea around to see if we can’t all help her, help herself, to be a little more jovial, and with me at least, it seems to be working.

If you have someone you know who fits the same mould, maybe you might try a little compassion too. You never know, it might just change the way they view you, given the principle of oneness of self and the environment. A little extra love never goes amiss, so give it a try and be prepared to see the change, and just be grateful that it’s not you I’m writing about.

Walking The Walk

Walking The WalkWhether it was the early night and the extra couple of hours sleep that made me a bit dopey, or whether it was the difficult topic of conversation I was having on my Bluetooth headset I don’t really know. But I wasn’t very proud of the way I dealt with the situation when a chap didn’t stop at the road traffic calming ‘chicane’, forcing me to mount the kerb to avoid hitting him in his bright green Honda Civic.

It’s easy to sit here, in the quiet of my living room, and pontificate about staying calm and dealing with challenges in a nice controlled manner. Being able to deal with real life situations is so different from the theory, but it does give you a really good measure of how well you are doing on your journey to enlightenment.

I did manage to stay fairly calm, helped possibly by the fact that I didn’t find any damage to the car when I stopped to take a quick look. The traffic down to Canford Bottom roundabout was slow and that gave me a few moments to compose myself further. I then chanted my head off all the way to Ringwood, so by the time I got into the office I was chilled and in the right life-state to tackle the usual pile of emails waiting in my inbox.

So when you read some of the topics on my blog, and think ‘I could never be like that’ or ‘I would like to give that a try, but I just can’t see it working for me’ remember that I’m only human and that even though I do practice what I preach, it doesn’t always work all the time. Still I was quite proud that I managed to ‘get it together’ though chanting and mindfulness. Learning, through a little slip, is valuable and just goes to prove that we do need challenges to make us stronger.

Unconditional Love

Unconditional LoveLoving, and being loved is really great isn’t it? There is little to compare with the feeling one gets from being part of a loving relationship, but there are two types of love, unconditional and conditional. Unconditional love is about giving without limits, about being happy for the happiness of others. Conditional love, on the other hand, can be painful for both parties. Elements of jealousy, or the need to be loved in order to love, can lead the way to a painful end of the relationship.

Buddhism defines love as an action. It is that force that motivates people to become better, to improve themselves in order to reach eternity and happiness. Love brings out the best in people, as when they love, the target is not themselves but the beloved one. This wish to serve the other is a reflection of an innate knowledge that everyone is connected through the same principle, and therefore, it is an illusion to believe that one can achieve true happiness while those around haven’t attained it . So, love is the action that makes people forego their own ego and concentrate their efforts on the other in a search for fulfilment.

Personally, I have been criticised for suggesting that, if my partner would be happier with someone else, that I would not stand in their path. That feeling, I believe, shows that I love them unconditionally and, arguably, more than someone who wants to control or confine them. It does not mean that I want them to go, just that I want them to be happy, and that my happiness is found through their happiness.

Achieving unconditional love is hard. So many people feel that they need to be loved to be happy. In fact, the most happiness comes from loving another, and the need to be loved is often a sign of insecurity. Loving unconditionally requires a totally unselfish attitude to the other. Being happy when they are happy, being happy for them when they succeed, rather than feeling jealous of their success. Keeping those negative feelings in check requires constant effort, but the happiness gained from so doing is unbounded.

So take a look at your motives next time you tell that special someone that you love them. Will you still love them if that love is not reciprocated? Are you happy for them when they find pleasure in something that is of no interest to you? Would you sacrifice the relationship if that added to their happiness? If the answer to any of those questions is no, then you are not loving unconditionally.

It is not the end of things if you are not, there is always time to change. Loving everyone, in the broadest sense of the word, is a very rewarding way to lead your life. Being concerned for the happiness of someone who clearly has no time for you is tough. Going the extra mile to ensure that the happiness of another at the expense of yourself is not necessarily a natural thing to do, but the rewards for doing so are great indeed.

So next time you say ‘I love you’ to someone, try mentally tagging on ‘no matter what’ to that phrase and see how that makes you feel inside. If you can honestly say that it makes no difference to you saying it, then you have reached the state of unconditional love and that will reward you every time you say it.

Accept Challenges, Stay Calm And Overcome

Quiet CalmThe challenges we meet in life are often seen as the negative side of our existence. We alone can decide how we deal with them, either we can accept them, tackle them head on, or we can shy away from them and hope they go away. Anyone who has tried the second path will know that it virtually never works, so accepting challenges has to be the right way to go.

Accepting our challenges is not, initially, the most natural thing to do. It might seem easier to run away, to bury our heads, or just ignore the issues, but no good will ever come of taking that path. Taking responsibility and meeting challenges head on can be really hard. That doesn’t mean it has to be difficult, but it does mean we have to dig deep, stay strong and never ever give in.

So how should we approach the process? For me, it means looking at the challenge from all sides, and that involves keeping a calm mind and thinking clearly about all the aspects involved. Chanting allows me to calm my mind, to focus and to concentrate. This is the state of mindfulness and gives me control over my thoughts, words and deeds. For others it may be beneficial to meditate or to write down a list of all the facets of the challenge.

The whole process can be thrown into turmoil by our fundamental darkness, that little voice in our heads, that tells us the challenge is too hard, that we cannot overcome it and that giving up is the easy path. We must listen to that voice because it is part of us, but we must then rationalise the alternatives and be determined to take the right path, not the easiest path.

When you overcome a challenge, the feelings of elation are immense. When we give into a challenge, the feelings of defeat are equally immense, but terribly damaging. Gaining your first win will be the hardest. Once you know the winning feeling, you will never again want to feel defeat again.

So try different coping strategies, be that chanting, meditation, list building or whatever works for you. Be sure that overcoming challenges will make you a stronger and more confident person and that each win will make the next challenge easier to overcome. In time, you will lose the fear of challenges, and although you may not actually look forward to the next one, you will be more prepared to meet it and overcome it when it arrives.

Inside The Mind Of A Genius

da-Vinci-Exhibition - The Royal Collection © 2012, Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth IIRetail therapy has never been my idea of fun on a Bank Holiday Monday, so skirting the queues for IKEA we made our way through the very wet and windy streets to the Bristol Museum and Art Gallery.

As part of the Diamond Jubilee celebrations, an exhibition of ten of the drawings of Leonardo da Vinci, from the Queen’s collection is being shown, so we joined the back of the small queue and looked forward to seeing the work of a genius.

As we reached the front of the queue we were instructed to leave all food and drink with the attendant, told to turn off our mobiles, and informed that it was forbidden to take photos. These drawings date back to the mid 15th century, and although they are in immaculate condition, are very sensitive to light and humidity. Entering the exhibition hall, it took a few seconds for our eyes to become accustomed to the dim lighting, and to see the throng of people amassed to take in this amazing collection.

The drawings covered a range of topics. There were costume designs, diagrams for war machines, maps, simple sketches of items of nature, portraits and anatomical diagrams. Although the topics were very diverse, the style of drawing was very recognisable as that of the genius. Each line was carefully positioned, the density and touch exact and precise.

The museum provided every visitor with one of those flat plastic lenses, so each line, each rubbed mark, each nuance could be studied in detail. The most difficult part was viewing the sketches without getting in other visitors way, the room really was rather full and some people were more aware of their opaque nature than others, but it was all good natured and polite.

Being able to get so close to such amazing works was a real privilege. Seeing the detail of each work gave you the feeling that you were almost in the presence of the great man himself and gave a real insight into the way he thought and how he transferred those thoughts onto the handmade paper of his time. A truly incredible opportunity to get within inches of priceless antiquities. If you get the chance to visit you should grasp it with both hands.

A Spiritual Day

The Glastonbury TorBuddhism is an inclusive faith, every other religion is accepted and respected. So on one of the most important days in the Christian calendar it was wonderful to make our way to Glastonbury and immerse ourselves in the very special spiritual atmosphere that always pervades that amazing place.

The weather was kind and, although it was no heat wave, the sun kept us company for most of the day. The drive to the Isle of Avalon was really nice. There is a lot of very beautiful countryside along the way, culminating with a first glimpse of the tor more than five miles from the town itself.

The Chalice WellWe parked the Yaris a couple of hundred yards from the Chalice Well and decided to visit the solitude of its gardens to eat our packed lunch. The Well really is a special place with lots of secluded little corners set aside for quiet contemplation. Although there were quite a number of visitors, the quiet calm was very much in evidence as always.

Glastonbury, outside the festival season, does seem to attract a certain type of person and today was no different. Everyone we met appeared to be there for the spiritual atmosphere and walking around the town was as interesting as ever. For those who appreciate the finer side of faith based artefacts, the place is bursting with shops of every kind.

At the summitHaving waited till late in the afternoon, so the crowds could start wending their way home, we set off to climb the tor. It’s a bit of a climb I can tell you, but with only a handful of people at the summit, it was worth every deep breath. The view over the landscape is just amazing and it’s obvious why it has been a site of spiritual importance for such a long time.

The stroll back down to the car was, understandably, much less strenuous, though the drive back home was equally picturesque. So a day full of Easter biscuits, hot cross buns, Christian imagery and spiritual ambiance was enjoyed with due deference to a most important religious day. I hope everyone also had a very special Easter day however you celebrated it.

The World Of Learning

The Basket of Magical TreasuresAnother day, another grandson, today we were blessed by a visit from Zach and his Daddy Rob. Rob is a qualified chippy, and had very kindly offered to shave the bottom off two doors, so they would close after the carpet fitting.

It was the first time B had met either of them, so cordial greetings were exchanged in the customary manner. Zach was thirsty, so he was offered the chance to look in the special cupboard where all the squash and fruit juices live. A bottle of pink grapefruit squash caught his eye and he was soon guzzling a glass of it.

Rob and I needed to crack on with the doors, so B took Zach into the lounge to play. Zach was very interested in B’s Basket of Magical Treasures and he spent a lovely time learning all about the rocks and pebbles, crystals and horn, although the myriad of bubbles in a piece of lava was apparently described as ‘disgusting’.

Sadly, once the doors were finished, the two boys had to get back home, but I think the learning process benefitted all concerned, and Zach left with a bottle of his granddad’s pink grapefruit squash for later.

What A Good Good Friday

Stanley Takes A Power NapAfter a breakfast of toasted hot cross buns, we had a proper lazy start. We took a trip to a local electronics showroom to survey the lie of the land regarding a flat screen telly for the kitchen. Unfortunately, we had to have a couple of demonstrations of 3D TVs, so it was past noon before we dropped into Hannah’s to deliver young Stanley’s Easter Egg.

Hannah and Jay were in the middle of clearing the old house in preparation for the new tenants to move in next week, so we offered to take Stanley for a while to help them get on with the job. Stanley seemed quite keen, so with him strapped into his car seat in B’s Yaris, we set off to hunt for lions in deepest B & Q.

Now young Stanley is only two and a half, so I had imagined that keeping him amused was going to be a simple matter. How mistaken can one grandparent be? At first we made up little games to distract him from 40,000 square meters of shiny playthings, but he soon had the measure of us.

Unless I am much mistaken, we have a future 100 meter world champion in the family. For such a little chap, he’s got a fierce turn of speed, and when allied to his ultra low centre of gravity, he’s almost impossible to catch on the slippery store flooring. We had to put him in charge of the wheeled basket just to slow him to a catchable pace.

By the time we left the store, a good hour later, he was still raring to go, whereas we were all set for a nice sweet cup of tea and a snooze. But just as we were dreading another rendition of ‘Old MacDonald Had A Farm’, said nipper went all quiet and we found on closer inspection, that he had beaten us to the snooze.

We popped over to see B’s mum, and stayed a little while, but Stan The Man resolutely slept on. It was only when the car stopped outside Hannah’s just after 5:00pm, that the little chap stirred at all. As we left to head home for dinner, we were both feeling a bit pooped, but agreed that it had been a really good, Good Friday.

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