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Issue #1875 Saturday, July 31,
2004 Editor: Mark
- image by Robert O'Hearn, on AdyashantiSatsang
One has come to the absolute fact - not relative fact - the
absolute fact that there is no psychological security in anything
that man has invented; one sees that all our religions are
inventions, put together by thought. When one sees that all our
divisive endeavours, which come about when there are beliefs,
dogmas, rituals, which are the whole substance of religion, when
one sees all that very clearly, not as an idea, but as a fact,
then that very fact reveals the extraordinary quality of
intelligence in which there is complete, whole security.
J. Krishnamurti from The Wholeness of Life
Interview: The
Taboo of Enlightenment
Stephen Bodian
One of the most popular Buddhist teachers in the San Francisco
Bay Area these days is not a Tibetan lama or a traditional Zen
master but an unconventional, American-born lay teacher named
Adyashanti. His public talks and dialogues (which he calls
satsangs a term borrowed from Indias Advaita, or
"nondual," tradition) attract hundreds of seekers,
Buddhists and non-Buddhists alike.
Although Adyashanti rarely talks about Zen or Buddhism these
days, he did train closely with a Buddhist teacher, spending more
than a dozen years practicing meditation under the guidance of
Arvis Justi, a lay teacher in the lineage of Zen master Taizan
Maezumi, the founder of the Zen Center of Los Angeles. At age
twenty-five, while sitting alone on his cushion, Gray had a
classic kensho, or awakening experience, in which - as he
describes it now - he "penetrated to the emptiness of all
things and realized that the Buddha I had been chasing was what I
was." As powerful as this experience had been, however, Gray
knew immediately that he had seen just the tip of the iceberg.
"I had discovered that I am what Ive been
seeking," he explains. "Then the next koan arose
spontaneously: What is this that I am?"
Although Gray continued to meditate, absorbed by this new
question, he reports that all sense of effort and anxiety
disappeared. During this period, he married and went to work in
his fathers machine shop. "I was happy," he
recalls, "but I knew it wasnt enough." As his
inquiry deepened, his practice diverged from the traditional
format, and he lost interest in doing retreats or relying on his
teachers for guidance. Instead, his energies turned inward and
became, in his words, "exclusively focused on realizing the
truth of my own being." In addition to meditating, he spent
many hours sitting in coffee shops writing out answers to the
questions, or life koans, that spontaneously came to him.
Finally, at thirty-one, Gray had an experience of awakening that
immediately put to rest all his questions and doubts. Two years
later Arvis Justi asked him to teach, and he changed his name to
Adyashanti, Sanskrit for "primordial peace."
I interviewed Adyashanti - a teacher of mine for several years -
at his home in San Jose on a warm Indian-summer afternoon. Hes
a small man, slight of build, with blond hair cropped close like
a monks. Our conversation was grounded in our familiarity,
as friends and as teacher and student, and we laughed frequently
as we talked. - Stephan Bodian
Whats the relationship, do you suppose, between all those
years of sitting zazen and this kensho experience? Did they prime
the pump of awakening? Were they steps leading to awakening? You
now seem to be dismissing the concept of "stages of the
path," yet there appears to be some causal relationship
between your Zen meditation practice and your awakening. Im
deeply grateful for my Zen practice. It ultimately led me to fail
well. I failed at being a Buddhist, I failed at being a perfect
exemplar of the ten precepts, and certainly I failed at
meditation, failed at all my efforts to bust down the
"gateless gate" to awakening that Zen speaks of. And
the fact that I actually got to the point where I failed - and I
failed completely - was useful. Zen provided a place for me to
fail, and I needed that. In fact, Id say my process wasnt
so much a letting go as an utter failure. Zen did a good job of
letting me fall on my face.
What would have been a success - awakening? Well, failure was the
success - awakening happened through failure. In that sense I
have a great respect for the lineage. What was transmitted was
bigger than all the carriers, it was even bigger than the
lineage, much bigger than Zen, much bigger than Buddhism.
What was that? Id say a certain spark, an aliveness.
How has your own enlightenment changed the way you function in
the world: your relationships, your family life, your everyday
behavior? Does being enlightened mean that you never get angry or
reactive or make big mistakes? Theres no such thing as
never getting angry. Enlightenment can and does use all the
available emotions. Otherwise, we would have to discount Jesus
for getting pissed off in the temple and kicking over the table.
The idea that enlightenment means sitting around with a beatific
smile on our faces is just an illusion.
At a human level, enlightenment means that you are no longer
divided within yourself, and that you no longer experience a
division between yourself and others. Without any inner division,
you stop experiencing most of the usual forms of reactivity.
Could you say a little more what you mean by no "inner
division"? Most human beings spend their lives battling with
opposing inner forces: what they think they should do versus what
they are doing; how they feel about themselves versus how they
are; whether they think theyre right and worthy or wrong
and unworthy. The separate self is just the conglomeration of
these opposing forces. When the self drops away, inner division
drops away with it.
Now, I cant say that I never make a mistake, because in
this human world being enlightened doesnt mean we become
experts at everything. What does happen, though, is that personal
motivations disappear. Only when enlightenment occurs do we
realize that virtually everything we did, from getting out of bed
to going to work to being in a relationship to pursuing our
pleasures and interests, was motivated by personal concern. In
the absence of a separate self, theres no personal
motivation to do anything. Life just moves us.
When personal motivation no longer drives us, then whats
left is our true nature, which naturally expresses itself on the
human dimension as love or compassion. Not a compassion that we
cultivate or practice because were supposed to, but a
compassion that arises spontaneously from our undivided state. If
we undertake being a good, compassionate person as a personal
identity, it just gets in the way of awakening.
In traditional Buddhism, at least as I practiced it, theres
a taboo against talking openly about enlightenment, as were
doing now. It seems to be based on the fear that the ego will
co-opt the experience and become inflated. In your dharma talks
you speak in great detail about awakening, including your own,
and in your public dialogues you encourage others to do the same.
Why is that? When I was sitting with my teacher, Arvis, wed
all go into the kitchen after the meditation and dharma talk and
have some fruit and tea, and wed talk openly about our
lives. For the most part we didnt focus on our spiritual
experiences, but they were a part of the mix. Then these same
people would do retreats at the Zen Center of Los Angeles and
have big awakenings, and the folks in L.A. began to wonder what
was happening in this little old ladys living room up
north. Arviss view was simple: The only thing Im
doing that theyre not, she said, is that we sit around
casually and talk, and whats happening on the inside for
people isnt kept secret or hidden. This way, people get
beyond the sense that theyre the only ones who are having
this or that experience. They come out of their shell, which
actually makes them more available to a deeper spiritual process.
The tradition of talking about certain experiences only in
private with your teacher keeps enlightenment a secret activity
reserved for special people. I can understand the drawbacks of
being more open, of course. Some people may blab on about how
enlightened they are, and become more egotistical. But when
everything remains open to inquiry, then even the egos
tendency to claim enlightenment for itself becomes obvious in the
penetrating light of public discourse. In the long run, both ways
have their strengths and weaknesses, but Ive found that
having students ask their questions in public breaks down the
isolation that many spiritual people feel - the sense that nobody
else could possibly understand what theyre going through,
or that theyre so rotten at their practice, or that nobody
could be struggling like they are. And when people have
breakthroughs and talk about them in public, awakening loses its
mystique. Everyone else can see that its not just special
people who have deep awakenings, its their neighbor or
their best friend.
Would you claim that you are enlightened? Well, no, not with a
straight face. I would say enlightenment is enlightened and
awakeness is awake. Its not an experience; its a
fact.
To read more of this interview, please see the Fall 2004 issue of
Tricycle: The Buddhist Review.
http://www.tricycle.com/new.php?p=articles&id=254
From "Small Wonder" by Barbara Kingsolver
In my darkest times I have to walk, sometimes alone, in some
green place. Other people must share this ritual. For some I
suppose it must be the path through a particular set of city
streets, a comforting architecture; for me it's the need to stare
at moving water until my mind comes to rest on nothing at all.
Then I can go home. I can clear the brush from a neglected part
of the garden, working slowly until it comes to me that here is
one small place I can make right for my family. I can plant
something as an act of faith in time itself, a vow that we will,
sure enough, hava a fall and a winter this year, to be follwoed
again by spring. This is not an end in itself, but a beginning. I
work until my mind can run a little further on its tether,
tugging at this central pole of my sadness, forgetting it for a
minute or two while pondering a school meeting next week, the
watershed conservation project our neighborhood has undertaken,
the farmer's market it organized last year: the good that becomes
possible when a groups of thoughful citizens commit themselves to
it. And indeed, as Margaret Mead said, that is the only thing
that ever really does add up to change. Small change, small
wonders - these are the currency of my endurance and ultimately
of my life. It's a workable economy.
Political urgencies come and go, but it's a fair enough vocation
to strike one match after another against the dark isolation,
when spectacular arrogance rules the day and tries to force hope
into hiding. It seems to me that there is still so much to say
that I had better raise up and yell across the fence. I have
stories of things I believe in: a persistent river, a forest on
the edge of night, the religion inside a seed, the startle of
wingbeats when a spark of red life flies against all reason out
of the darness. One child, one bear. I'd like to speak of small
wonders, and the possibility of taking heart.
http://www.creativeresistance.ca/
I Have Been Living
I have been living
closer to the ocean than I thought--
in a rocky cove thick with seaweed.
It pulls me down when I go wading.
Sometimes, to get back to land
takes everything that I have in me.
Sometimes, to get back to land
is the worst thing a person can do.
Meanwhile, we are dreaming:
The body is innocent.
She has never hurt me.
What we love flutters in us.
Jane Mead
New book by Stephen Batchelor, published June 7, 2004:
"Living with the Devil" is a seminal work on
humankind's greatest struggle - to become good. Batchelor traces
the trajectory -- from the words of Buddha and Christ, through
the writings of Shantideva, Milton and Pascal, to the poetry of
Baudelaire and the fiction of Kafka -- of those obstacles that
keep us from doing what's in our own and others' best interest.
He shows us the myriad forms those obstacles take: a wandering
farmer, a caring friend, a devout religious believer, a powerful
king, even a frustrated old man who doodles in the sand when he
cannot snare Buddha. The devil need not appear with horns and a
forked tail: he stands for everything that paralyses one's innate
wisdom, freedom and empathy, thereby blocking one's path in life.
In a world of black and white, Batchelor paints in shades of
gray, showing what it means to live in an ambiguous and
precarious environment that constantly tempts us away from what
we hold to be good.
Drawing on classic religious texts from East and West as well as
the findings of modern physics and evolutionary biology,
Batchelor asks us to examine who we really are, and to rest in
the uncertainty that we may never know. For the alternative to
this creative unknowing is to freeze ourselves inside rigid
definitions of self -- the very work of Mara, the demonic figure
that appeared to Buddha -- and blindly follow the feeling that we
are "self-begot" (Milton), independent and permanent.
To be free from such diabolic constriction entails creating a
path that imbues one's life with purpose, freedom and compassion.
This is a hopeful book about living with life's contradictions.
Batchelor argues that freedom from the demonic is not achieved by
suppressing it or projecting it onto others, but by calmly and
clearly recognizing and understanding those inhibiting and
destructive powers as they well up from within us and assail us
from without. Such an approach not only releases the grip in
which the devil holds us, it opens up the world as an astonishing
play of endless flux and contingency. This leads to a perspective
of vigilant care from which we can respond to the cries of the
world rather than reacting to them out of habitual self-interest
and fear.
http://www.stephenbatchelor.org/
Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world all at once, but
of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within
our reach. Any small, calm thing that one soul can do to help
another soul, to assist some portion of this poor suffering
world, will help immensely. It is not given to us to know which
acts or by whom, will cause the critical mass to tip toward an
enduring good. What is needed for dramatic change is an
accumulation of acts, adding, adding to, adding more, continuing.
We know that it does not take "everyone on Earth" to
bring justice and peace, but only a small, determined group who
will not give up during the first, second, or hundredth gale.
One of the most calming and powerful actions you can do to
intervene in a stormy world is to stand up and show your soul.
Soul on deck shines like gold in dark times. The light of the
soul throws sparks, can send up flares, builds signal fires,
causes proper matters to catch fire. To display the lantern of
soul in shadowy times like these - to be fierce and to show mercy
toward others, both, are acts of immense bravery and greatest
necessity. Struggling souls catch light from other souls who are
fully lit and willing to show it. If you would help to calm the
tumult, this is one of the strongest things you can do.
- excerpt from Do Not Lose Heart
by Clarissa Pinkola-Estes, in A Pause for Beauty #55, courtesy
Herondance