EDITORIAL
House Builder
After two months of retreat time, enjoying the luxury of not having to speak to each other
or to attend to any other than the most essential duties, there arises a sense of ease, of
inner quietude. Under normal retreat circumstances this is a cause for pleasure -- delight
even. However, confronted with the task of writing the newsletter editorial, I notice
instead a sense of mild anxiety, tinged with curiosity: there doesn't seem to be anything
there... I wonder if anything will arise and, if anything does, I'm interested to see what
that will be.
Bringing things together -- raw materials (pencil, paper); a specific occasion;
ideas, concepts, teachings; and whatever understanding and volition may have arisen as
fruits of practice -- seems a good place to begin. The first is here. The second? Well, it's
that sort of time (anyone who has edited things will know what that means); the fourth, such
as it is, is here -- which leaves the third.
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Looking at Ajahn Munindo's piece about the Sanghamitta project, I am reminded of early days
of the monastic community at Harnham, when the extremely dilapidated structure down the
lane, with its crumbling stone walls, 'roof' and sagging wooden door frame, would
affectionately be referred to as 'the nuns' vihara.' Then, when it became apparent that
there was unlikely to be a nuns' community living there, it went back to being, simply,
'Number 5 -- Farmer Wake's birth place.' Now, some fifteen years on, it's 'The New Retreat
House' and a process of physical transformation has begun. Hopefully, in due course there
will be the completion of this bringing together of physical elements, and something that is
clearly recognisable and usable as 'the new retreat centre' will be in place. It will no
longer be solely an effort of will and imagination that maintains the concept or vision --
it will be there for all to see and make use of: a place of practice.
I find it interesting that the simile used by the Buddha for craving is of a house
builder -- one who assembles elements to create what is commonly known as 'a house.' He
described his enlightenment as seeing the house builder and dismantling his creation: 'The
rafters are broken; the ridge pole is shattered!' This is a powerful image for the
penetration of that activity of consciousness, which is continuously bringing together the
elements of mind (nama) and body (rupa) to give meaning or significance to something that,
ultimately, simply isn't there. The Self or Person's existence, and its relationship with
the physical form and all that surrounds it, is brought into existence and sustained solely
through craving, based on a misunderstanding!
When we clearly see what the Buddha saw in his awakening, our suffering can end --
apart, that is, from the natural discomfort experienced in the body as it registers physical
hunger, the extremes of heat and cold, disease, its wearing down with age. It's actually
very simple, but the power of craving and ignorance or Mara -- the skill and strength of the
'house builder' in holding the illusion of Self together -- is such that we need all the
help we can get (and, even then, it can take a long time). We have different characters and
different needs at different times, so we are fortunate that the Buddha presented many
different strategies that can help us arrive at this understanding that frees the heart.
Sometimes it's phrases like 'Let go of everything' or, 'plunging into the Deathless' that
can arouse faith, enabling us to make a shift away from our ego-centred view of things.
Sometimes a more analytic approach as demonstrated in Ajahn Sucitto's talk, 'Touching
Meaning,' is what is needed. This might be a questioning -- or challenging -- of our
assumptions step by step; or a systematic listing of factors that sustain a particular
awareness. When these mirror our everyday experience (which can of course be somewhat
humbling), this is particularly efficacious. We realise that, 'Yes, it's a Teaching that is
there for all of us; even 'Me' with my confusion, and occasionally less than completely
pure, unselfish motivations. What a relief! I can begin where I am: 'No, they don't hate
dahl!' and feelings coursing through the system at that moment... 'What's happening here?...
What perceptions am I holding on to?... What am I adding to this event?...'
Practice. It takes time and repetition of the same basic lessons over and over and
over again, until eventually we get it -- until our house eventually collapses and there is
no longer the slightest interest in reassembling the elements comprising it. Throughout our
training, and even after the task is done, the encouragement is always to develop and use
skilful dhammas -- generosity, goodness, wise reflection and collectedness -- and to shun
what is unskilful, that which embellishes, either negatively or positively, the sense of
Self, or which harms others. Whether living alone as a hermit, or in the midst of society,
it's a progressive opening and extending beyond the limitations of 'Me' and 'Mine'-- not to
obliterate anything, but in order that we may experience the bliss of realising what we seem
to be as simply included in 'All that is.'
Ajahn Candasiri
| Music Lesson
On due occasion,
there's still the allowance --
even in a set-up made dense with things --
that place may have its familiar spirit:
a way of harnessing transcendence
by tethering it to river, rock, tree or sky.
What address then for the dislocating angel?
Who flies between appearance and change
bending a blue note -- dissonant, plangent;
in the minor key of expectation,
plays riffs and ragas of the Way It Is.
This spirit's here. Listen and enter:
between two thoughts is place enough;
and a moment when a sensed solidity
is turned back, purely, on itself --
that's occasion enough to unleash your silence.
Time for Creation's closet demon
to come out, let go, and face the music.
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