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

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.

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.

Sheer Lunacy

Pastor Terry JonesPastors Wayne Sapp and Terry Jones’ publicity stunt, burning a copy of the Koran in church in Florida, has resulted in tragic consequences. A United Nations compound in the Afghanistan city of Mazar-e Sharif has been attacked by a mob, resulting in the deaths of several people on both sides of the incident.

Let us, just for one minute, examine the act by the two pastors in terms of Wisdom, Courage and Compassion.

Wisdom: Pastor Jones had seemed to show a modicum of wisdom when he refrained from a previous burning to ‘commemorate’ the 9-11 attack on the World Trade buildings. Sadly, that appears to have been a short lived bout, and he has again been shown to lack any kind of wisdom by associating himself with Pastor Sapp’s event.

Courage: The burning took place in Florida on March 20th. A pretty brave act, so far away from Afghanistan? The two men have used this stunt to raise their profiles at the expense of the UN staff killed today. There is no courage in such an action. Pastor Jones has even disclaimed any responsibility for any reaction to this crass act.

Compassion: The Wikipedia definition of compassion is ‘co-suffering’ or suffering together. All the major world religions list compassion as one of the most important virtues. So how does this act, by two pastors, fit into this meaning? Obviously it doesn’t, unless they actually want copies of the Bible to be burnt in Afghanistan, which I doubt.

My friend Cindy asked ‘Why can’t we all live together’ on Facebook yesterday. Well sadly Cindy, it is because of people like this. There just isn’t enough Wisdom, Courage or Compassion in the world.

April Fool’s Day

April Fool's DayApril the first, April Fool’s or All Fool’s day, is traditionally a day of fun. To be totally traditional, any jokes have to be played before midday, but that seems to be just in the UK.

In France, The Netherlands, Germany, Japan, Russia,  The USA and other countries, jokes can be played at any time during the day.

There are some well known urban myth April Fool jokes, such as the phone call to London Zoo, asking to speak to Mr C Lyon as well as the BBC’s own spaghetti tree item on the Panorama programme that caused a stir when broadcast in 1957.

Given that our latest project is at a pretty important stage, and that our COO is visiting the office tomorrow, I’m not sure that jokes will be the order of the day.

The entry for April 1st in Daisaku Ikeda’s Buddhism Day by Day is far too profound to be used as a joke. As always Sensei finds us a piece that inspires …

At all times I think to myself:
How can I cause living beings
to gain entry into the unsurpassed way
and quickly acquire the body of a Buddha?

This is taken from The Lotus Sutra and is therefore the words of Shakyamuni, The Buddha himself. Although regarded as the first Buddha, Shakyamuni was a human being and, as such, is an inspiration to all who seek the path to Buddhahood.

Have a fun day everyone.

Always Keep Believing

PoisonMy progress, through my Practice, has been pretty steady and positive.

So imagine my surprise when I seemed to take a step backwards yesterday. Nothing terminal, of course, and maybe it was long overdue.

Naturally, it’s tempting to only blog my successes, the good things, and paint a rosy picture. But that wouldn’t be a true reflection of my path.

I’m not going to go into details, but I am going to use this problem to strengthen my resolve, so more poison into medicine and proof that my faith is strong..

The Limitation Of Changes

Sadness On The Path To HappinessI know that my Buddhist practice has changed the way I interact with everything and everyone in my own personal Universe.

The change is difficult to explain, and even more difficult to prove over the short term to others within that Universe.

Those difficulties are still further compounded by the fact that no matter how radical the change, nothing can change the past.

Like karma, my past was formed from the past causes I made. What I can do, is to try to make better causes now, and in the future. What I can not do, is influence the past.

That limitation is, I have to say, a very real sadness on this journey towards a happier and more enlightened future.

A Blinkered View

A Blinkered ViewThe fourth and final part of Professor Brian Cox’s Wonders Of The Universe covered the role that light has played, and continues to play in the evolution of the Universe as well as our understanding of it.

By examining the properties of the light reaching the Earth from the most distant galaxies, we can determine the age of the Universe and track its history from the Big Bang, right up to today.

All the scientific evidence shows us that the beginning of every thing was around 13.7 billion years. 13.7 Billion, not Million, Billion years ago. That is a mind blowing figure, a figure that puts our three score and ten lifetime into true perspective.

Even the widely accepted time that man came into existence, 2.4 million years ago, is belittled by such timescales.

I find these figures fascinating, and it lends a certain credence to my Buddhist belief, that we are born, live, and die, again and again through reincarnation. Whilst I respect everyone’s right to their own beliefs, I find some faiths more credible than others.

One branch of faith, which is growing in strength and following, is Creationism or Intelligent Design. Although they purport to be different, they appear to try to overturn the science of evolution from opposite ends of the same argument. The theory that all the creatures on Earth, including man, were created or designed by God flies in the face of accepted and verifiable proof of the process of evolution.

Harping back to my post about youth, and that our youths are our future, I feel strongly that they should be given all the ‘facts’ to allow them to make up their own minds. Hence the growing pressure to abandon the teaching of Darwinism in US schools is a blinkered and foolish path to tread.

If the protagonists of this determination are so confident of their beliefs, why do they ban the teaching of alternative views. I hope that they will open their eyes, and their minds and see that ‘channelling’ their children down this blinkered route, can only end in tears once the betrayal becomes clear.

A Family Day

Jake and StanleyToday was a wonderful family day. The drive to Bristol went off without a hitch and I was there before 8:30. It was fantastic to see Charlotte looking so well, and considering the surgery she had on Monday, she was looking better than I had expected.

After a quick coffee, Rob and I took Jake to his football training. Lots of lads running after a football in the local school gym.

Back at the house, Charlotte was having her dressing changed. Although it seems that the surgery has gone well, she is in a lot of pain at times, as the severed nerve endings start to heal. Whilst it was very difficult to see my daughter crying with the pain, I hope the way I dealt with it, in a calm and reassuring way, helped her keep a positive attitude.

Just before lunchtime, the house filled up as great grandparents arrived, so Hannah and I took Jake, Stanley and Zachery out to the local playground and then for a light lunch.

Charlotte was asleep when we got back, and the more sleep she gets, the quicker she will heal. It was a lovely day, in the circumstances, the weather was beautiful and everything went as well as could be expected.

Just following on from yesterday’s post, I was amused to see Daisaku Ikeda’s Buddhist snippet for today. In view of the reason for my Bristol trip, it seemed to be particularly apt, and I read it to Charlotte to boost her spirits.

“When experiencing failures and disappointments, frustrations or illness, people tend to lose confidence and let fear overtake them. At such times, however, we need to make a conscious effort to move forward with strength and courage. When you say to yourself ‘Next time I’ll succeed!’ or ‘I’m going to get better and make it through this!’ you have already won.”

Charlotte has both courage and strength, so she can be confident of her victory over this ailment.

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