Assuming, Not Becoming

A few weeks ago, Gil gave a great talk, a commentary really on the Dhammacakkappavattana Sutta: Setting the Wheel of Dhamma in Motion as translated by Thanissaro Bhikkhu:

What I resonate with:

  • The need to become aware of rigid self-identities, in my case my professional identity.
  • To use formal mindfulness practice as a way to clearly see this attachment, and the suffering in causes in the form of emotional and physical constriction.
  • To use that felt suffering as an impetus to loosen such attachment, thereby regaining freedom and peace.
  • Moving towards assuming professional role as needed and whenever I want, as opposed to falling prey to the tyranny of dominating professional identity.
  • To do this with patience and self-compassion, realizing that such bondage is the result of a lifelong habit, starting with early childhood when I was groomed to focus on scholarly achievements at the expense of other things.

This is the whole text:

“There are these two extremes that are not to be indulged in by one who has gone forth. Which two? That which is devoted to sensual pleasure with reference to sensual objects: base, vulgar, common, ignoble, unprofitable; and that which is devoted to self-affliction: painful, ignoble, unprofitable. Avoiding both of these extremes, the middle way realized by the Tathagata — producing vision, producing knowledge — leads to calm, to direct knowledge, to self-awakening, to Unbinding.

“And what is the middle way realized by the Tathagata that — producing vision, producing knowledge — leads to calm, to direct knowledge, to self-awakening, to Unbinding? Precisely this Noble Eightfold Path: right view, right resolve, right speech, right action, right livelihood, right effort, right mindfulness, right concentration. This is the middle way realized by the Tathagata that — producing vision, producing knowledge — leads to calm, to direct knowledge, to self-awakening, to Unbinding.

“Now this, monks, is the noble truth of stress:[1] Birth is stressful, aging is stressful, death is stressful; sorrow, lamentation, pain, distress, & despair are stressful; association with the unbeloved is stressful, separation from the loved is stressful, not getting what is wanted is stressful. In short, the five clinging-aggregates are stressful.

“And this, monks, is the noble truth of the origination of stress: the craving that makes for further becoming — accompanied by passion & delight, relishing now here & now there — i.e., craving for sensual pleasure, craving for becoming, craving for non-becoming.

“And this, monks, is the noble truth of the cessation of stress: the remainderless fading & cessation, renunciation, relinquishment, release, & letting go of that very craving.

“And this, monks, is the noble truth of the way of practice leading to the cessation of stress: precisely this Noble Eightfold Path — right view, right resolve, right speech, right action, right livelihood, right effort, right mindfulness, right concentration.

“Vision arose, insight arose, discernment arose, knowledge arose, illumination arose within me with regard to things never heard before: ‘This is the noble truth of stress.’ Vision arose, insight arose, discernment arose, knowledge arose, illumination arose within me with regard to things never heard before: ‘This noble truth of stress is to be comprehended.’ Vision arose, insight arose, discernment arose, knowledge arose, illumination arose within me with regard to things never heard before:’ This noble truth of stress has been comprehended.’

“Vision arose, insight arose, discernment arose, knowledge arose, illumination arose within me with regard to things never heard before: ‘This is the noble truth of the origination of stress’… ‘This noble truth of the origination of stress is to be abandoned’ [2] … ‘This noble truth of the origination of stress has been abandoned.’

“Vision arose, insight arose, discernment arose, knowledge arose, illumination arose within me with regard to things never heard before: ‘This is the noble truth of the cessation of stress’… ‘This noble truth of the cessation of stress is to be directly experienced’… ‘This noble truth of the cessation of stress has been directly experienced.’

“Vision arose, insight arose, discernment arose, knowledge arose, illumination arose within me with regard to things never heard before: ‘This is the noble truth of the way of practice leading to the cessation of stress’… ‘This noble truth of the way of practice leading to the cessation of stress is to be developed’… ‘This noble truth of the way of practice leading to the cessation of stress has been developed.’ [3]

“And, monks, as long as this — my three-round, twelve-permutation knowledge & vision concerning these four noble truths as they have come to be — was not pure, I did not claim to have directly awakened to the right self-awakening unexcelled in the cosmos with its deities, Maras, & Brahmas, with its contemplatives & brahmans, its royalty & commonfolk. But as soon as this — my three-round, twelve-permutation knowledge & vision concerning these four noble truths as they have come to be — was truly pure, then I did claim to have directly awakened to the right self-awakening unexcelled in the cosmos with its deities, Maras & Brahmas, with its contemplatives & brahmans, its royalty & commonfolk. Knowledge & vision arose in me: ‘Unprovoked is my release. This is the last birth. There is now no further becoming.'”

That is what the Blessed One said. Gratified, the group of five monks delighted at his words. And while this explanation was being given, there arose to Ven. Kondañña the dustless, stainless Dhamma eye: Whatever is subject to origination is all subject to cessation.

And when the Blessed One had set the Wheel of Dhamma in motion, the earth devas cried out: “At Varanasi, in the Game Refuge at Isipatana, the Blessed One has set in motion the unexcelled Wheel of Dhamma that cannot be stopped by brahman or contemplative, deva, Mara or God or anyone in the cosmos.” On hearing the earth devas’ cry, the devas of the Four Kings’ Heaven took up the cry… the devas of the Thirty-three… the Yama devas… the Tusita devas… the Nimmanarati devas… the Paranimmita-vasavatti devas… the devas of Brahma’s retinue took up the cry: “At Varanasi, in the Game Refuge at Isipatana, the Blessed One has set in motion the unexcelled Wheel of Dhamma that cannot be stopped by brahman or contemplative, deva, Mara, or God or anyone at all in the cosmos.”

So in that moment, that instant, the cry shot right up to the Brahma worlds. And this ten-thousand fold cosmos shivered & quivered & quaked, while a great, measureless radiance appeared in the cosmos, surpassing the effulgence of the devas.

Then the Blessed One exclaimed: “So you really know, Kondañña? So you really know?” And that is how Ven. Kondañña acquired the name Añña-Kondañña — Kondañña who knows.

Getting Off the Merry Go Round

Abiding by my new year’s resolution, I attended yesterday’s Sunday sit at my sangha. It felt good sitting with others. It is one thing practicing at home in the solitude of my office, and quite another to feel the collective energy of many all engaged in sitting still. Gil was not feeling well, so David Cohn gave the talk in his place. The topic was the hindrances. David regifted one of the gift he had received from Gil during a retreat, in the form of a simile. It went like this:

Imagine you are in a dark room. There is a carrousel with different horses going around, and people jumping on and off. Some horses are splendid, and everyone wants to be on them but the ride does not last. Others have a pitiful, scared look, and some folks get on them unwittingly and may get stuck riding forever. Same with those riding horses filled with aggressive, fiery energy. The carrousel keeps going round and round, and people keep jumping on and off the different horses.

Some people become aware of the unsatisfactory nature of the whole journey and started investigating the dark room. Some may look long enough, or may be fortunate enough to find a door leading to the outside. Venturing in the open air, they can see light at last and begin experience a new way of being, more peaceful and free. In the process, they meet others like minded souls. The pull from the dark room may be too strong though and some may return to the dark room with the not so merry go round.

I feel so fortunate that I can tell the dark from the light, and that I have been pulled back into practice and seeing the light many times. Synchronicity often comes along the mindful path. This morning, on the way from Caltrain station to the office, I passed by this carrousel:

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The fact did not get lost on me that I was on the outside looking in . . .