Back To Reality

EmbarrasingHaving re-read my post from yesterday, I was feeling a little embarrassed at the gushy nature of it. Then I read today’s entry from Buddhism Day by Day …

“Worthy persons deserve to be called so because they are not carried away by the eight winds: prosperity, decline, disgrace, honour, praise, censure, suffering and pleasure. They are neither elated by prosperity nor grieved by decline.”

Nichiren Daishonin ~ circa 1277

Well that put me well and truly in my place. Wise words from The Buddha for the Modern Age, as usual.

Here is the whole letter, written to one of The Daishonin’s loyal disciples, Shijo Kingo …

The Eight Winds

“I had been anxious about you because I had not heard from you in so long. I was overjoyed to receive your messenger, who arrived with your various offerings. I am going to bestow the Gohonzon on you for your protection.

About the problem of your transfer to another estate: I have studied your lord’s letter to you and your letter to me, and compared them. I anticipated this problem even before your letter arrived. Since your lord regards this as a matter of the utmost importance, I surmise that other retainers have spoken ill of you to him, saying: “He shows a lack of respect for you in his unwillingness to move to a new estate. There are many selfish people, but he is more selfish than most. We would advise you to show him no further kindness for the time being.” You must beware and act cautiously.

As vassals, you, your parents, and your close relatives are deeply indebted to your lord. Moreover, he showed you great clemency by taking no action against your clan when I incurred the wrath of the government and the entire nation hated me. Many of my disciples had their land seized by the government and were then disowned or driven from their lords’ estates. Even if he never shows you the slightest further consideration, you should not hold a grudge against your lord. It is too much to expect another favour from him, just because you are reluctant to move to a new estate.

Worthy persons deserve to be called so because they are not carried away by the eight winds: prosperity, decline, disgrace, honour, praise, censure, suffering, and pleasure. They are neither elated by prosperity nor grieved by decline. The heavenly gods will surely protect one who is unbending before the eight winds. But if you nurse an unreasonable grudge against your lord, they will not protect you, not for all your prayers.

When one goes to court, one may win one’s case, but then again one may lose, when satisfaction could have been obtained outside of court. I considered how the night watchmen might win their case. I felt great pity for them; they were deeply troubled, and their houses and lands had been confiscated just because they were Nichiren’s followers. I said that I would pray for them, provided they did not go to court. They agreed and promised not to go. So when I heard they had submitted petitions and were embroiled in lawsuits, I was concerned that it would not go their way; so far no results have been forthcoming.

Daigaku and Uemon no Tayu had their prayers answered because they followed my advice. Hakiri seems to believe my teachings, but he ignored my suggestions about his lawsuit, and so I have been concerned about its progress. Some good seems to have come of it, perhaps because I warned him that he would lose unless he followed my advice. But because he did not listen to the extent I had hoped, the outcome has been less fruitful than he expected.

If lay believers and their teacher pray with differing minds, their prayers will be as futile as trying to kindle a fire on water. Even if they pray with one mind, their prayers will go unanswered if they have long made the error of attacking greater teachings with lesser ones. Eventually, both lay believers and their teacher will be ruined.

Myoun was the fiftieth chief priest of the Tendai school. He was punished by the retired emperor in the fifth month of the second year of Angen (1176) and ordered into exile in the province of Izu. En route, however, he was rescued at Otsu by his priests from Mount Hiei. He reassumed his position as chief priest, but in the eleventh month of the second year of Juei (1183), he was captured by [Minamoto no] Yoshinaka and beheaded. I am not saying that being exiled or beheaded is in itself an indication of fault. Even sages and worthies undergo such things.

When civil war broke out between Yoritomo of the Minamoto clan and Kiyomori of the Taira clan, more than twenty of Kiyomori’s clansmen signed a pledge and affixed their seals. They vowed: “We will look to Mount Hiei as our clan temple. We will revere the three thousand monks as our own parents. The sorrows of the mountain temple will be our sorrows, and the joys of the mountain temple, our joys.” They donated all the twenty-four districts of Omi Province to the temple. Then the chief priest [Myoun] and his disciples employed all the rites of the True Word teachings in their prayers to vanquish the enemy and even ordered

their armed priests to shoot arrows at the Minamoto soldiers. Yoshinaka [of the Minamoto clan] and one of his retainers, Higuchi, however, accompanied by a mere five or six men, climbed Mount Hiei and burst into the main hall. They dragged Myoun from the platform where he was praying for victory, bound him with a rope, rolled him down the west slope of the mountain like a big stone, and beheaded him. Nevertheless, the people of Japan do not shun the True Word teachings, nor have they ever delved into this matter.

During the fifth, sixth, and seventh months of the third year of Jokyu (1221), the cyclical sign kanoto-mi, the imperial court and the barbarian warriors engaged in combat. At that time Mount Hiei, To-ji, the seven major temples of Nara, Onjo-ji, and the other temples each performed all the most esoteric rites of the True Word school in their prayers to the Sun Goddess, Great Bodhisattva Hachiman, the Mountain King, and other deities. Forty-one of the most renowned priests, including the General Administrator of Priests Jien, a former chief priest of the Tendai school, and the administrators of priests of To-ji, of Omuro, and of the Joju-in hall of Onjo-ji temple, prayed repeatedly for [Hojo] Yoshitoki’s defeat.

The prelate of Omuro also began a ceremony to overpower the enemies in Shishin-den Palace on the eighth day of the sixth month. He proclaimed that the imperial court would be victorious within seven days. But on the seventh day— the fourteenth day of the sixth month— the battle ended in defeat, and the prelate died of extreme grief because his beloved page, Setaka, had been beheaded. Yet despite all this, no one ever wondered what was wrong with the True Word doctrines. The ceremonies that incorporated all the True Word doctrines— the first conducted by Myoun and the second by Jien— resulted in the complete collapse of royal rule in Japan. Now, for the third time, a special religious ceremony is being held to ward off the Mongol invasion. The present regime will surely suffer the same fate. This is a confidential matter; you should keep it strictly to yourself.

As for your own problem, I advise you not to go to court. Neither harbour a grudge against your lord, nor leave his service. Stay on in Kamakura. Go to attend on your lord less frequently than before; wait upon him only from time to time. Then you can expect that your wish will be fulfilled. Never conduct yourself in a shameful manner. Be unmoved by greed, by the desire for fame, or by anger.”

WND-1, p794

A Legend In My Own Lunchtime

Daisaku IkedaToday was our HQ study meeting, around forty like minded people descended on the sleepy village of Durweston to chant, learn, chat and spend time together.

As usual there were lots of people who seemed to know me, or about me, whose names I instantly forget. I really must sort out some process to stop this happening.

Many familiar faces were there, Ken and Jayne, Boots, Simon and Jack, Thierry and a few of the folks from Salisbury and it’s always a pleasure to meet with them all.

After Gongyo we watched a couple of videos on Sensei’s lectures in Japan and his visit to Hong Kong. It is fifty years since he spread the message of Nichiren Buddhism to Hong Kong and Europe. It was noticeable how formal the lecture was in Japan, everyone dressed the same, responding in the same way and set times, very different to the way things are in the UK. Sensei is such an amazing man, a man who has dedicated his life to spreading the message of Buddhism and Kosen-Rufu.

Then came the nerve wracking bit. Ken had asked me to do a five minute talk on my experience of finding the Practice and a few thoughts on receiving the Gohonzon last week. I think it went ok, and standing in front of a group of friends is not the most daunting prospect. Everyone was very kind, laughed at my little jokes and clapped when it was over.

Later in the day, my initial thoughts were that the speed I have been so readily accepted into the SGI fold has surprised me. A month ago I had no Buddhist friends at all and yet here I am, the topic of conversation all over the area and having already received Gohonzon. Very humbling, but very nice to be part of such a friendly and dedicated group. I hope I can live up to expectations and, more importantly, give back to the group as much, or more, support as they have given me.

So the legend bit is obviously very tongue in cheek, but I would like to thank everyone for making me feel so welcome.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

Why A Nichiren Buddhist

Nam Myoho Renge KyoIf you research Buddhism, you will find, as with Christianity, that there are many schools or sects, believing much the same basic principles, but with their own embellishments or focus.

When I first became a Buddhist, I was rather naive about the different schools and followed the Kadampa tradition practiced at the Shantideva Buddhist centre in Maidenhead, later moving to Reading.

Kadampa Buddhism focuses on the teachings of Geshe Kelsang Gyatso and the centre of the practice is concentrated on clearing the mind through meditation. The cause of much unhappiness and suffering is due to desirous attachment to property, people or situations, according to Kelsang Gyatso. The way to remove suffering is therefore to break the links of desirous attachment and accept the principle of impermanence.

This is all very well in an eastern third world country, where possessions are few, life is lived at a different pace and everyone, or at least the majority, hold the same beliefs. Here in the west, where Judaeo Christianity is the predominant religion, Kadampa Buddhism only works if you can remove yourself from the mainstream society and immerse yourself in study within one of their centres.

I also felt that the worship of gods within the temple was wrong. Shakyamuni was a man, he never proclaimed to be, or to be connected with, any deity. So where did all these gods spring from. I believe they are the manifestation of the metaphorical gods of The Lotus Sutra, made real by man’s need for a focus of worship. Not for me, this went against my atheist beliefs and lost the focus of the practice in my eyes.

Over time I drifted away from the practice, and it was only when I was suffering because of the breakdown of my marriage, that I sought Buddhism once again. This time, I was lucky, or fortunate as we would say in Buddhism (not such thing as luck), to find Jason Jarrett’s podcasts, and through that, William Woollard’s Reluctant Buddhist.

Immediately, the sense that my own life would be put back in my own hands, that belief was in the self and one’s ability to achieve Buddhahood in this lifetime, struck a chord. At last, a Practice that worked with real life, that answered questions instead of posing several more. A Practice that has helped me more over the best part of a year, than any other practice has done in the past fifty years.

I wish I was like Ken, Jayne, William, Eddy and many, many others, who found Nichiren Buddhism ten, fifteen, twenty or more years ago. My life would have been completely transformed, and I believe, entirely for the better. There is a letter from Nichiren Daishonin to the wife of the late Matsuno, which describes how unlikely, and difficult it is to meet the Practice in a lifetime, it is well worth reading and explains just how lucky I have been to find my faith at last.

A Friend In Need

FallingSometimes we all need a little of bit of peace and quiet, a chance to get a few things straight in our mind. Tonight was one of those moments, so I took a stroll down to the beach and stood listening to the waves lapping over the sand. I say listened because it was pitch black, only a clear crescent moon and a billion stars lighting the scene.

I let the peace permeate my train of thought and waited.

Nothing. This nutty little problem obviously needs a fair bit more consideration, so I climbed the steps back to the quay and made my way slowly back to the apartment.

It’s very quiet around here and the lights are just bright enough to show the way home. Although the question was playing around my brain, I was relaxed and completely unprepared for what happened next.

The lobby is dark and as I opened the front door I had the shock of my life. There, lying face down at the foot of the stairs, was one of the neighbours. I think I let out a sort of startled squeak because it was so unexpected.

Anyway, enough of the dramatic preamble. The guy was in a bit of a state, he had clearly had a few drinks, but he had also had a nasty fall. His keys and his twisted sunglasses were lying on the carpet next to his head. His legs and feet were tucked up under him and although he was trying to get up, he was unable to do so.

I put the lights on and bent down and helped him to his feet. He was very shaken and had a nasty graze on his forehead. Having picked up the glasses and keys, I took his arm and helped him back up the stairs. He fumbled with his keys and finally opened his front door and having thanked me, over and over, for helping him, started to go inside.

I asked him, several times, whether he was ok, whether he wanted me to call a doctor, he had bumped his head quite badly. He said he was fine, but he was clearly shaken up. I really felt I should make sure he was ok, but also felt that pressing the point would further embarrass him, so I let him go. I’ll pop down to check on him in the morning.

The feeling of compassion for this fellow took me by surprise. I think it is yet another example of how my Practice is changing the way I am, the way I act, the way I feel.

P.S. I have checked today and he’s fine, apart from a bruise on his bonce and maybe dented pride.

Why The Gohonzon Is My Honzon

The Enshrined GohonzonOver the life of this blog, you will see that my Buddhist Practice has become, more and more, the centre of my life.

Having my Practice as the centre, as my Honzon, as my anchor is a very liberating state of affairs. At the centre of that Practice is my recently enshrined Gohonzon making it the absolute centre and the pivot, around which, my whole life now revolves.

Of course, the centre of many people’s lives are their partners, their children, their families and that is perfectly acceptable, but does mean that their anchor not fixed, it is ever changing. These changes can be a major source of unhappiness. How often have we seen the elderly couple, totally devoted to each other, that when one of them dies, the other goes soon after.

Having Buddhism and my Practice as my Honzon doesn’t mean that my family and friends mean any less to me, but it does mean that as situations change, as problems arise, my anchor remains firm and I can cope with those challenges all the better.

Maybe that’s not for everyone, it does take a conscious effort to make the change, but for me, the effort is repaid many, many times over by the feeling of constancy in my life.

The Calm After The Storm

Hamworthy SunsetHaving worked about ten hours solid today, with hardly a break, and seeing the sunshine streaming down outside, it was nice to be able to catch the rays of the setting sun this evening.

I took a stroll down to the beach, armed with Daisaku Ikeda’s Buddhism Day by Day, found a nice sunny spot and proceeded to read the whole of Sensei’s thoughts for January.

A couple stood out, and I thought you might like them too …

“There simply are no Buddhas who spend all their time in meditation. Buddhas are Buddhas precisely because they continually ponder and take action to help others resolve their worries.”

“A coward cannot become a Buddha. We cannot attain Buddhahood unless we possess the heart of a lion.The harsher the situation, the bolder the stand we must take. This is the essence of the Soka Gakkai spirit.”

A wonderfully calming end to a rather busy day.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

No Room For Compassion?

IslamistsI have to admit to a little incredulity as I watched BBC Three last night. So much so, that I recorded My Brother The Islamist.

The documentary in which Robb Leech sets out to reconnect with his stepbrother Richard, who became a radical Islamist called Salahuddin and believes the UK should be ruled by Sharia law.

Ok I hear you say, “what has this got to do with you”, well there are a few things …

  • His name is Richard
  • He comes from Dorset
  • His faith is regarded as different

I think that will do for now.

But seriously there are some very important differences …

  • Islamists have one aim, to make everyone comply with Sharia law
  • Islamists are prepared to use aggression to get their point across
  • Islamists will not stop until the whole World is Muslim

This is not acceptable. It lacks both wisdom and compassion, and the courage is in doubt too, as the leaders tend to let their followers do all the protesting.

There is room for all religions in multi-cultural Britain, but it has to be based on mutual respect and dialogue.

Faith In The Gohonzon

Nam Myoho Renge KyoThe Gosho discussed before the Gohonzon ceremony yesterday as well as the message Jayne wrote in my card, was about Nichiren’s letter regarding the relationship between us and the Gohonzon.

“This Gohonzon is the essence of the Lotus Sutra and the eye of all the scriptures. It is like the sun and the moon in the heavens, a great ruler on earth, the heart in a human being, the wish-granting jewel among treasures, and the pillar of a house.

When we have this mandala with us, it is a rule that all the Buddhas and gods will gather round and watch over us, protecting us like a shadow day and night, just as warriors guard their ruler, as parents love their children, as fish rely on water, as trees and grasses crave rain, and as birds depend on trees.

You must trust in it with all your heart.”

With my deep respect,
Nichiren

As always, Nichiren explains the connection using beautifully evocative examples, that even today, over 900 years after the letter was written show us exactly what he means.

Picture Perfect

The Butsudan at Taplow CourtAs hoped, today went perfectly. The trip was easy, the weather was warm and Taplow Court was even more amazing than I expected.

Morning Gongyo got louder and more energetic as more people joined the chanting, and the lesson, about the role of pupils or disciples, was very apt for everyone, let alone those of us who were receiving Gohonzon.

After lunch, the Gohonzon conferral was emotional and about thirty people were invited, one by one, to receive the Gohonzon.

After dropping Ken back in Sandbanks, I came home to get the Butsudan ready for Jayne and Ken to come round to enshrine the Gohonzon and to chant before it for the very first time. They gave me a card and a present, a Gongyo CD, because they know I still need the practice. We sat and chatted over a few nibbles and before long, it was time for them to leave.

They are wonderful people, and my thanks go to them and everyone who helped to make this a very special day.

As promised, here are a few photos …

Taplow CourtAfter receiving the GohonzonTaplow Court - gardensTaplow CourtThe one and only Ken HawkinsImage076Taplow Court - Main Hall & Butsudan

A Day To Remember

Taplow Court - SGI-UK HeadquartersTomorrow I am going to travel up to Taplow Court in Maidenhead, the UK headquarters of the Soka Gakkai, to receive a Gohonzon.

I was tempted to say ‘presented with my Gohonzon’ but I believe that is more correct to say ‘a’ because I will merely be the custodian of the Gohonzon, as it will most certainly still be in existence long after I have passed on.

So I am hoping for an auspicious visit and looking forward to the honour of receiving the Gohonzon.

Although I have a Gohonzon I ‘rescued’ from eBay it will be an honour to have an authentic one, if that is the right term, to be the object of my Practice.

Ken Hawkins is going to accompany me on the trip. I hope I don’t talk him to death on the journey, there are so many things I want to ask about. We are planning to arrive in good time to attend Kosen Rufu Gongyo, which will be followed by registration and the ceremony during which I will receive the Gohonzon.

I’ll give you an update on how it all turns out when I get back, hopefully with a few photos.

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