Silence Is Golden

 “Be still.  Stillness reveals the secrets of eternity. 
When there is silence one finds the anchor of the universe within oneself” 
― Lao Tzu

 "Be still and know that I am God."
― Proverbs 46:10 

There were fifteen of us gathered to Sit Together in Stillness at the Recovery Learning Community's Greenfield Center that night.  The Silence was Golden.  As I rang the bell to end our first period of meditation, bowed and looked around the room, I knew that I wasn't alone in feeling the Presence.  The energy was palpable. As one person mentioned as we went around the Circle to compare notes on Practice, "you could hear the silence!" Others nodded. Everyone knew exactly what she meant.

I love it when that happens.

When we share that Silent Presence, our Oneness in the One Love becomes less theoretical.

Immersed as we are in a patently materialistic society, a milieu that fosters greed, speed, fear and frustration, we have been conditioned to experience our world through mental and emotional states that manifest a lot of noise and motion.  Bombarded with stimulation and stress, our minds habitually filled with incessant chatter, most of us have spent untold hours being constantly distracted and disconnected from our True Nature.  

Coming to rest in the clear, open and spacious quality of consciousness that emerges as we Sit in Stillness is a precious experience.  Unfortunately,  it's all to rare in the most powerful nation on earth.  That has enormous consequences -- and not only for our individual happiness.  A glance at the evening's news makes it obvious: the future of our planet hangs on it.  More of us need to get our act together.  

Thich Nhat Hanh and thousands Sit in Silence, London, 2012

Thankfully, this does seem to be happening. What we experienced in that room yesterday is happening more and more around the world. And as more of us turn toward the Practice (in whatever form it takes), as more of us take the time to Sit Still and rest in the embrace of the Silence, we just might be able to manifest the type of kindness, compassion and wisdom that is needed to save this ole suffering world.

It's a tough job, but somebody's got to do it, right?  
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Just One Day

"In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion."

-- Albert Camus

“Every day and every hour, one should practice mindfulness. That's easy to say,
but to carry it out in practice is not."
-- Thich Nhat Hanh
from "A Day of Mindfulness", The Miracle of Mindfulness

Although a  daily mediation practice has been the foundation of my own spiritual journey for quite awhile now, I'm grateful to have had the opportunity to participate in a number of solitary and group retreats over the course of the past several decades.  Engaged in today's noisy, fast-paced and increasingly stress-packed world, making the opportunity to relax into an extended period of Silent Practice can be deeply healing.  

It only makes sense.

Who we experience ourselves to be, how we think and feel about, how we even see, our world is largely a result of our conditioning.  Although many of us recognize, quite acutely, the existence of our so-called "bad habits", many of us haven't quite realized that, in actuality, our normal everyday way of being in the world is, itself,  just a "bad habit".  Encountering our lives through what Albert Einstein called an "optical delusion" of consciousness, we experience ourselves as isolated beings, fundamentally separate from the rest of the Universe.  Lost in our thoughts and feelings, all too rarely actually Present to the deeper dimension of life that exists in every moment, the noise in our heads and the noise in the world consumes our attention -- and we suffer.

All this is nothing more, and nothing less than, a habit.  We have spend years feeding that habit, creating and reinforcing the patterns that continue to operate consciously and subconsciously to dominate our awareness.  This habit then creates our day to day life as the struggle it appears to be.  And all the while, in the Still and Silent Space that lies deep within us and infinitely beyond us, is a Way of Being that is truly clear, calm, kind, compassionate and wise.  

Mindfulness Practice offers us the opportunity to see that for ourselves --and through what the Zen Buddhists call Ceaseless Practice -- create and increasingly maintain that quality of consciousness as our habitual way of being.  This is largely a matter of time on task, the discipline and effort of a regular meditation practice sustained through time.  Like going to the gym, it's a simple, though not easy,  matter of conditioning.
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Just This Breath

“Let go of the battle. Breathe quietly and let it be. Let your body relax and your heart soften. Open to whatever you experience without fighting.”
― Jack Kornfield, A Path with Heart: 

A Guide Through the Perils and Promises of Spiritual Life

“Mindfulness isn't difficult, we just need to remember to do it.”
― Sharon Salzberg, Real Happiness: The Power of Meditation  

Sir Lancelot in Armor

In a heartbeat, I was there.  Surprised and confused by the strength of the pain and anger that appeared to fuel the words directed at me, I did what I've been conditioned to do.  I "fought back", debating him point by point, for a few moments. Then, I mustered up whatever goodwill and good sense I could muster and said something like "Well, it's obvious that we aren't going to convince one another here.  Why don't we just let it go?"  And we did.  

Although I was able to reclaim a sense of ease fairly quickly, and open my heart up to my "antagonist" during the rest of the gathering, it wasn't over.   Compounded by a couple of more difficult encounters with others, the repercussions reverberated through a series of interactions (and my head and heart) -- for days.  Finally, it led to an even deeper recognition of the Real Deal.  Although ultimately quite mysterious (past lives? collective karma?), I have no doubt about it: Karma exists.  It is an inexorable force. 



Instant Karma

"What's coming down in our lives is a result of what we're up to -- and what we're up for!"

-- Yours Truly

Once we decide that we're up for it, the Universe will provide numerous opportunities to put up or shut up in the Mission Impossible quest to honor a commitment to the Bodhisattva Vows.  Although I have no clue as to the ultimate reverberations of the all of this, it's obvious that sometimes just shutting up and putting up with a passing comment is wisest.  I didn't do that at the time, and then my botched effort to process the event with my best friend later caused an even deeper personal morass.  Yet, sitting here now I can look at the whole sequence of events as being quite worthwhile. 

Hopefully, I even learned a thing or two.

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Know What!?

“Letting there be room for not knowing is the most important thing of all.”
― Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: 
Heart Advice for Difficult Times 

"It is only when the mind is free from the old that it meets everything anew,
and in that there is joy.”
― Jiddu Krishnamurti

Bodhidharma by Shokei, 15th Century

It's been awhile since I sat down to court the Mindfulness Muse here at the screen without at least a shred of a clue as to what I was going to write about.  Although a number of ideas emerged during the week, I didn't grab the proverbial (and possibly metaphorical) bull by the horns to document any of them.  All my aging memory cells can do is whisper "oh yeah, there was this cool title...and then there was that idea about............something."

Of course, not having a clue rarely stops me these days.

In fact, at age 68, it seems to be the best stance to take in any given moment.  It certainly seems the most appropriate.  The presumption that we really know what is going on is most often only just that, a presumption.  Clung to, it can be patently presumptuous.

And even that's being a bit charitable.

My first boss, Charlie Winchester, foreman of the maintenance department at a small factory in a small town north of Chicago, had a decidedly less delicate way of making the point.

I started working at Clayton Mark and Company as a high school sophomore.  Dutifully eschewing summer days splashing in the local lake to save for the obligatory college education (neither of my parents were college graduates), I was going to have to "work my way through."  As good fortune would have it, I ended up in the maintenance department where my tasks ranged from mowing the extensive grounds to learning how to fix things. Charlie was a kind and able mentor.

One particular lesson on the nature of reality began as Charlie came around the corner one afternoon to find me standing in front of a machine gone amuck.   Lurching erratically and making tortuous noises after my attempt at repair, it threatened to self-destruct in a cloud of smoke.  The afternoon's production quota now in question, I quickly (and sheepishly) explained what I had done and why.  With the ever present cigar stub in his mouth, Charlie quickly shut the machine down as he listened, then took a ballpoint pen and small spiral notebook from his shirt pocket. Letter by letter he printed the word "ASSUME" and held the page up right in front of my nose.

"You know what happens when you assume?" he asked.
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