Thursday, January 31, 2013

When Silence is the Best Answer

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One of my colleagues asked me whether the souls of the two children, who died in a tragic traffic accident a few days ago, will linger in the accident area after their death.

I told him I had no answer for that question.
A few of my colleagues laughed after hearing the conversation and jokingly said I should reply saying that my level of spiritual cultivation isn’t that high enough to know the answer.
I laughed and told them I am like them, just an average human. There is no spiritual cultivation to speak of.
One of them offered his perspective on the issue saying that it is highly possible that the souls of the children will be lingering around the accident area after their deaths. At that moment, I want to challenge the idea of soul but I decided it is better that I maintain my silence.
I told them my perceptions on the issue is just a perception and I didn’t want to influence their perception because there can be no objective affirmation of whether it right or wrong. After hearing this, they insisted on hearing my opinions, which I rejected, insisting on my silence in response to the question.
The poser of the question then retorted saying that if I can’t even engage him in a conversation like this, there is nothing much else for us to talk about.
I laughed and walked away.
What is the intention behind the speech? I was amazed at my response, given that I will usually offer some perspectives when asked for my opinions on issues. I guessed at that point of time, I was uncomfortable discussing the topic and I didn’t want to evoke wrong views in others; their minds were overflowing with their perceptions, and I guess they just wanted a third party endorsement of their perceptions which I wasn’t willing to give. There is no benefit in expressing the perceptions except satisfying the egos; pushing the mind deeper into the Tartarus of differentiation. Silence allows for the introspection of the self in the current moment; there is awareness, not confusion; we are masters of our mind, not the slaves of our thoughts.
Silence of the mind is like the surface of a calm lake in a moonlit night; there are no waves of expressed thoughts, perhaps sometimes, the occasional ripples but soon it will fall away and become one with the silence again.
Sometimes, silence is the best answer to questions in life.
I am grateful to my colleagues for the experience; I learned a lot in the moment and for this, I am thankful to them.
May the two children have good rebirth, encounter the Dharma, and be on the path towards Nibbana.
May all be well and happy
Simple Bear 31.01.2013.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Having a rich heart

“When one suffers from poverty of the heart, one is deprived of happiness.”
Simple Bear 29.01.2013.
My colleague opened a returned appeal mailer for donations and found paper money (used in rituals) being attached to the mailer. Other colleagues begin to comment that this kind of prank is not unusual.
My first reaction to this incident was that the individual must be suffering; one who doesn’t have love and compassion in his or her heart is always hungry for happiness. He or she is one who suffers from poverty of the heart; consumed by negativity, one’s heart have no room for the riches of positivity. How can he or she ever enjoy the bliss and peace that life has to offer?
Where can the flower of bliss grow and bloom when the ground is covered in hot, boiling volcanic lava? Anger and fear are like volcanic lava, a threat to life itself and never at peace. It is only when the lava is cooled and transformed by love and compassion, into fertile ground for life. Only then, the flowers of bliss and happiness can grow and bloom.
I sincerely wish for the liberation of everyone, who is suffering from poverty of the heart right now, from the shackles of negativity, and embrace the rainbow of positivity in their hearts. May all be rich in their hearts.
May all be well and happy always.
With Metta
Simple Bear 29.01.2013.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

No Choice?

Choice
“When we assumed we have no choice over our unhappiness, we have no choice over our happiness.”
Simple Bear 17.01.2013.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

人生, 三十




吾十而弃, 顺从其命
二十而逆, 起义反命
三十而明, 报恩为命

简单熊 16.01.2013.

Dreaming


 
"Dreams are beyond just dreams if you dare to dream."
Simple Bear 15.01.2013.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Green Tea and a Shirt

Green Tea and a Shirt



“Sorry I am so sorry.” A lady in pants and shirt apologized profusely to me when she realized the green tea that she tried to throw away in the field beside hit me and my shirt was stained with the leftover green tea in the bottle.

“Never mind, it is ok.” I walked away, much to her relief (I think). I was more interested in the thoughts and emotions in response to the episode.  

Was there anger? Was there pain? Were there thoughts of ‘revenge’?

Yes, there was anger and revengeful thoughts for a split second. Yes there was pain. What was perhaps salient in the mind in the moments that followed were thoughts of Karuna (compassion); the lady was suffering from (a) anger, judging from the way she threw the bottle, it was as if she was venting off some negative emotions or thoughts and (b) fear, judging from her facial and body expressions when she realized she had hit me with the bottle. I may not be able to alleviate her suffering from anger but at least I can alleviate her suffering from fear as I walked away from her after the incident. Next were thoughts of Metta (loving-kindness); I hope she will be well and happy although I won’t be able to alleviate her suffering from anger, I hope she will find her way to be free from anger.

Then I turn the focus towards myself; where was the anger coming from? Where the anger went to? In the split second of anger that I was aware of, I was clinging on to the idea that the body is me, the shirt is mine; the act of hitting me with the bottle, spilling green tea on my shirt is an act of aggression towards this identity of me, an act of transgression on my property (shirt). The anger came from my mind not the mind and it ceases as it arises. The anger arises from this perceived assumed permanent existence which we call ‘I’. As long as 'I' exist, anger exists.

In the midst of the momentary experience, 'I' arose and ceased; so if 'I' is a phenomena which is subjected to arising and cessation; then do 'I' really exist as a permanent identity?; if anger, greed and the multitude of thoughts is 'I', then 'I', as with all those phenomenon, is impermanent (Annica).

If the self, the thoughts and affect is forever in a state of flux, what is there permanent to cling on to?

May all be well and happy.

With Metta,

Simple Bear 11.01.2013.


Thursday, January 10, 2013

Happiness or Unhappiness

Happiness or Unhappiness

"For one to be happy, one must be willing to let go of unhappiness."
Simple Bear 27.12.2012.