Nothing To Be Sneezed At

Sniff, Cough, SniffSo here we are again, the weekend is upon us and there is a spring in the step of people as they leave the office for a couple of days of well earned relaxation. Some are talking of shopping expeditions, others have Christmas trees to decorate, so much excitement.

Sadly, many people, myself included, are still trying to fight off this nasty little cough and cold combination that has been doing the rounds. Not for me, the crowds of shoppers, the festooned arcades of consumerist delights.

With luck, I should be able to spend a good fifty percent of the next couple of days in bed. Plans to visit the Girls in Bristol have again been scuppered, I have no wish to spread this dreaded lurgy amongst my daughters or their families.

If it’s really cold, as they are promising it may be, I might even stay in bed to chant. I’m not sure what Nichiren would have made of horizontal daimoku, but I can’t imagine him being too worried, he was never too concerned with rules.

An Open Heart

An Open HeartSometimes we become involved in other people’s problems, whether we want to be, or not. At times like this, Wisdom, Courage and Compassion are needed, but in a slightly different way than when we have problems of our own.

We need to have the Wisdom to step back from the problem, and look at it in a dispassionate way. The Courage to determine our feelings, from that detached viewpoint and the Compassion to offer help if required, knowing that our offer may well be rejected.

We also need the Courage to just be there, with an open heart and a calm mind. Too often,  people on the periphery feel the need to state their opinions, whether that helps the person dealing with the problem or not. These opinions may well be founded on sound principles and deeply held beliefs, but in themselves they are not help, they are mere opinions.

If you find yourself in such a situation, simply be prepared to wait to be asked for your help. Showing your ability to remain detached, objective and silent, with a truly open heart, may be all the help you can offer at that time.

Keep On Keeping On

Keep On Keeping OnIf you allow the passing of time to let you forget the lofty vows of your youth, you stand to block the source of your own boundless good fortune and sever the roots of limitless prosperity for your family and loved ones as well.

Please never let this happen. Only by remaining steadfast to the vows we have made in our youth can we shine as true victors in life.

~ Daisaku Ikeda

A Special Day

The Wheel Of Life Keeps TurningIt’s no great secret, but today was my birthday. 21 again, for the umpteenth time, making me officially 58, although I certainly don’t feel it, whatever that might mean. Time sneaks by, almost unnoticed and suddenly another year has passed.

Growing old gracefully is a gentle art. Growing old disgracefully, on the other hand, takes real commitment. So, many is the time that I have stated what I believe to be a fact. That a man grows old, though never quite manages to grow up. Sorry ladies, but some of us are eternal children, and long may it be so.

Anyway, apart from having to attend the institution I like to call work, it has been a very special day. I have been inundated with cards, calls, texts and messages of felicitation on all manner of social network. It is a wonderful feeling to know that I am so connected to my family and friends, and I thank you all for your kind words and loving messages.

In reciprocation, aside from the offering of cakes, which disappeared in double quick time, I will strive with all my might, to make it to the same date next year in one piece.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

I can’t remember the first time I watched the Service of Remembrance on TV, but it must be the best part of fifty years ago now. It has always been a family event, with my Mom and Dad and my brothers. And although, sadly, my Dad is no longer with us, and the family is spread across the globe, watching it again tonight brought back poignant memories, as always.

This year’s service seemed a little more main stream, in terms of entertainment, with the likes of Rod Stewart singing Auld Lang Syne. Not the way I think we should remember the lost and missing of past wars. Maybe I am getting towards being one of the few remaining who were taught to respect these people from childhood. This is not a program intended to entertain, it is to help us remember those who gave their life, that we may live in peace.

I find it very moving, watching the petals falling on the servicemen and women, and although I have never known anyone killed in the service of our country, I feel a certain duty to watch the service.

The people in whose honour the service is held, gave the ultimate sacrifice so that we could live in peace and freedom.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

Keep Trying

SmileIn one of his writings, renowned microbiologist René Dubos, stated. “History teaches that man without effort is sure to deteriorate; man cannot progress without effort, and man cannot be happy without effort.” This is indisputable.

You may be experiencing various hardships now, but because you continue to make efforts in the midst of those challenges, no matter how painful they are, you will definitely become happy. Effort and happiness are indivisible.

A Little Light

A Little LightSometimes situations seem so painful, and we have so little control, that there is a real chance of losing hope. In the past, before I found Nichiren Buddhism, I might have struggled to cope with the pain and anguish that Charlotte has been suffering this past week.

Being at arms length, unable to make any real difference to the situation, and having to rely on reports from Rob, Hannah and Karen to try to stay connected to what was happening is tough. I’m pretty hopeless at letting things lie at the best of times, but something like this is really difficult.

So I am pleased to be able to say that there is a light at the end of this long tunnel. Charlotte has been discharged from hospital and is on her way home. The staff must be confident that she is stable enough to leave, though none of us are under any misapprehension that there is still a long way to go before she is healed.

At least she will be back in familiar surroundings and will have her boys around her. Jake is old enough to understand what has been going on, and that he must be careful. Oliver is probably still too little to be much trouble. But Zach, who is a little bulldozer at times, will have to be ‘educated’ about being gentle with his mummy.

I am really happy to have some good news, and would like to thank all the good people who have sent messages of support for Charlotte and the rest of the family. You know who you are, and we are privileged to be surrounded by such lovely caring folk.

Namaste ~ Anupadin

Agony

Charlotte and OliverCharlotte is not having a good time with this surgery at all. She is in a lot of pain, has tubes coming out of her, so can’t even get into a comfortable position, and is on a ward with other women who are also suffering post operative discomfort in various forms.

She is being given morphine to help her cope with the pain, but she has never been good with anaesthetics, they make her feel sick. So you can imagine that she is feeling very low, doesn’t want to see or talk to anyone because she doesn’t want to upset them.

All I can do, being stuck here in Poole, is to be there if she texts or calls, to concentrate my practice on chanting and praying for a good outcome to all this and to help Charlotte and the rest of the family stay positive. Several people have been in to see her, and that might help cheer her a little, but the sooner she is home and on the mend, the better.

Every Child

Every Child Is PreciousWith my thoughts being dominated by Charlotte, and her slow and painful recovery from the latest surgery, whilst remembering that she is but one of my three children, I was reminded of this explanation, by Daisaku Ikeda, of a relevant parable from the Lotus Sutra.

Every child is precious. The Lotus Sutra tells the parable of the three kinds of medicinal herbs and two kinds of trees. There are many different kinds of plants; their shape, size and nature come in myriad varieties. Some plants grow fast while others take time to mature. In this parable, however, the heavens rain upon all the plants equally, nurturing their growth. And the plants blossom and bear fruits according to their own unique character.

This parable symbolizes the Buddha’s vast compassion to nurture all living beings despite their differences. All children are different; each possesses his or her wonderful unique quality. We must pour upon all children our great love and compassion so that each child can blossom, true to his or her unique quality.

~ Daisaku Ikeda

Higher Priorities

The Final StepSpending the majority of the day waiting for news regarding Charlotte’s latest, and hopefully last operation, on her path to defeating cancer, puts life’s priorities into proper order. The reconstruction procedure sounds almost barbaric, and worse even than the operation to remove the cancerous tissues in the first place.

Having had Charlotte recovered and well after the chemotherapy had lulled me into a false sense of well-being. This final part of the jigsaw, albeit necessary to finish the job the oncology specialists started two years ago, shows yet again, just how brave Charlotte really has been.

The news from the hospital, news that took rather longer than expected, is that although she is rather poorly after the procedure, all went well, and she is expected to be able to come home in a few days. Actually, that will be the start of a long and painful period of recuperation, during which we can only offer her our full support, and chant and pray for a successful outcome.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

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