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What Lies Ahead

Cyndi — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 04:18:40 +0000

“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, nor to worry about the future, but to live the present moment wisely and earnestly.” — Siddhartha Gautama

So, what’s in store for me in 2010? I have not one clue.

I despise resolutions so I don’t make them.

I have decided to finally get back into working out regularly. I got Wii Fit for Christmas and we’re signing up for a gym tomorrow.

I have registered for school so in 9 short days I will spend over 3 hours every Monday night in a required but much dreaded stats class. I tried to take it online but found I couldn’t keep up without the actual classroom time.

I need to figure out all the aspects of my new job and get into a routine working from home.

I plan on finally using the trip I won for my mother’s day weekend in May.

That’s all I have planned so far. But, if I learned nothing else in 2009, I learned that all those plans could change in an instant. Or not. I have no way of knowing.

I guess that’s the closest I’ve come to making any sort of resolution. I resolve to attempt to live one day at a time, one moment to the next, one foot in front of the other.

I will continue to revisit the past from time to time in order to learn from it but try not to dwell on it. I will continue to make plans for the future but try not to worry about it.

I also learned in 2009 how important it is to make certain that the people I love know it. How important it is to live every moment to it’s fullest. To do what I want to do and love who I want to love with reckless abandon and without hesitation. To not be afraid to pursue whatever it is I want to pursue. Life is too short to do anything less.

So far, so good. We’ll see what tomorrow brings…..tomorrow.

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My First Official Dharma Lesson

Cyndi — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 05:25:50 +0000

“Practicing gratitude is like going green on the inside.” -Venerable Manpou

I finally made it to an official Dharma Lesson at the Temple where I’ve been going with my sister for meditation classes. While my first Dharma lesson was great because it was spontaneous and very intimate, this one was even better because there was some structure. Each month, we discuss specific topics in order to understand Buddhism, which is extremely complicated (at least for me).

Tonight we discussed Dependent Origination and the wheel of life.

We also discussed the five precepts:

To refrain from taking life (non-violence towards sentient life forms)
To refrain from taking that which is not given (not committing theft)
To refrain from sensual (including sexual) misconduct
To refrain from lying (speaking truth always)
To refrain from intoxicants which lead to loss of mindfulness (specifically, drugs and alcohol)

Yikes. I’m going to have a problem with #1. No, I’m not a serial killer. When Buddhists refer to sentient life forms they are talking about animals too. Like steak cows. I like steak and burgers and hot dogs, bacon, brats, chicken, fish, shrimp, etc. #5 is also going to be problematic for me. I like to drink a few beers socially. I have been known to over-indulge from time to time as well. I like beer. Am I sounding like Homer Simpson?

Anyway, they gave me an “out”. Baby steps. As long as you attempt to refrain from these five things, it’s all good. Any improvement is progress. As an example, they suggested that carnivores start off eating only vegetables one day during a month, then two days, then three….you get the idea.

I did get an answer to my question. Yes, they do believe that children born into abusive families had a lot of bad Karma in their previous life. They did make a distinction between the parent who takes out his/her anger about other things on their children vs. parents who simply cannot control their tempers when they are angered by things the children actually do. I didn’t understand why this distinction was pointed out. Maybe it will come to me later. Maybe I’ll ask next month. Maybe one of you has some idea?

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Someone Could Have Mentioned That Meditation Was A Winter Sport

Cyndi — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 12:34:23 +0000

“Don’t sweat the petty things and don’t pet the sweaty things.” — George Carlin

My sister and I went to meditation class last night. Two other women in my life were considering going too after reading about my experiences. It turned out that neither could make it. I was disappointed at first. Don’t I get extra Karma points for “recruiting”?

This has been a mild summer here in Chicagoland. Normally at this time of year it’s unbearably hot and humid out almost every day. This year, it’s been pretty cool. There was a week where the temps were in the 90’s earlier in the summer but lately…not so much. This week it’s finally been hotter, in the 80’s.

I love summer. I don’t even mind the unbearable heat and humidity as long as I’m outside at a pool soaking up some rays or at a barbecue or fest. Most of the year, the temps are well below 40 so summer is a big deal around here. But I can’t stand being hot and sweaty indoors. It’s gross and uncomfortable.

Because it’s been so unseasonably cool so far this summer (which is almost over by the way and I’m not happy about this at all), there was something that I never noticed about the temple where meditation class is held. THERE IS NO AIR CONDITIONING.

It was like a freakin’ oven in there. The temple is an old converted barn with high ceilings. There are ceiling fans but they are about 15 feet up. For reasons that I do not understand, the front doors were not open either. It was actually pretty breezy out last night and I’m sure some air coming in would have helped.

Did I mention that during the actual sitting meditation period, we also have to cover our legs with a heavy towel? Something about protecting the knees. We were all sitting there sweating in places a person should not sweat for the entire meditation. That made it difficult to think about anything but getting the hell out of there.

I still did ok, considering the inhumane conditions. I managed to stay pretty focused for most of the time. But, by the final 10 minutes, I kept opening my eyes to check the clock. I felt somewhat relaxed afterwards, but mostly just happy to get outside. I was so happy that the two women I know weren’t able to make it. If they are anything like me, they may not have enjoyed the sauna-like heat and had a bad first visit.

I’m thinking a fundraiser is in order. Immediately. That, or I just don’t go again until fall. I’m certainly not going to wish for cooler weather.

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Some Things I Learned At My Dharma Lesson

Cyndi — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 11:53:39 +0000

“To dwell in the here and now does not mean you never think about the past or responsibly plan for the future. The idea is simply not to allow yourself to get lost in regrets about the past or the future. If you are firmly grounded in the present moment, the past can be an object of inquiry, the object of your mindfulness and concentration. you can attain many insights by looking into the past. But you are still grounded in the present moment.” — Thich Nhat Hanh

I’m still trying to wrap my brain around everything we discussed at my impromptu Dharma lesson, and what I have subsequently read in the book they gave me that night. Some of the Buddha’s lessons are difficult for my western mind to grasp.

One thing that I was able to confirm was that the stories in the Sutras are, in fact, believed to be true and 100% accurate, not metaphorical lessons. The Dharma that we were told sat in a cave meditating for nine years, with no food or water….absolutely true. This was not a metaphor for the underlying lesson. Buddhists believe it. I was skeptical and they did have an explanation. He was in such a meditative state that his bodily functions actually slowed down, to the point that he required nothing, almost as if in a coma. They also pointed out that no one witnessed him eating or drinking anything, no one was regularly providing him with any sort of nourishment, but conceded it was possible that people were sneaking him food here and there and he may have eaten without anyone reporting it.

Buddhists believe that Jesus was actually in a similar meditative state when he was crucified. Apparently, in the bible, there is a period of ten years where Jesus was missing. I didn’t know about that. Buddhists believe that during those ten years he was in India studying meditation. They believe that he didn’t actually die on the cross but was in such a meditative state that he felt no pain and his heart rate had slowed down to the point that no pulse could be detected. Three days later he came out of his meditative state and apparently rose from the dead.

There is no bible in Buddhism, just thousands of Sutras (Buddha’s teachings) that no one could possible get through in one lifetime. Buddha is not a god. He was a wise man who uncovered all of the truths that the religion is based on, many of which are scientific and psychological in nature. He is thanked for his teachings and even prayed to but has no god-like powers and did not create man.

Karma is the idea that what goes around comes around, in thoughts, intentions and in actions. Bad Karma may come back to you in this lifetime or in another. Bad Karma that comes back to you in this lifetime could be due to something you did as a child or something you did four lifetimes ago. People with a lot of bad Karma can come back in the next life as a lessor being, such as an animal, or in a much less fortunate situation, such as poverty in a third world country.

Buddhists believe that dreams are actually recollections of past lives, particularly recurring dreams. Our translator told a story about a dream she has had her whole life. In her dream, she and her cousin fall into a river and drown. She only has this dream when she is sick and when she wakes up, it feels very real. After all these years, she finally mentioned the dream to her cousin who said that now he finally knows why he’s always had such an irrational fear of water. They believe that in a previous life, they drowned.

It’s all fascinating to me and I can’t wait to learn more.

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Skipping Class Sometimes Is Good

Cyndi — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 03:40:43 +0000

“The karmic philosophy appeals to me on a metaphorical level because even in one’s lifetime it’s obvious how often we must repeat our same mistakes, banging our heads against the same ole addictions and compulsions, generating the same old miserable and often catastrophic consequences, until we can finally stop and fix it. This is the supreme lesson of karma (and also of western psychology, by the way)- take care of the problem now, or else you’ll just have to suffer again later when you screw everything up the next time. And that repetition of suffering-that’s hell. Moving out of that endless repetition to a new level of understanding-there’s where you’ll find heaven.” — Elizabeth Gilbert

Being the slacker that I am, I missed meditation class last time. I felt bad about it at the time. I didn’t feel guilty or as if I were letting anyone else down. I felt bad about it because it’s something I enjoy doing and I let my crankiness and exhaustion that day keep me from doing something I enjoy and that probably would have led to me feeling less cranky and exhausted. I let myself down.

As always seems to be the case, particularly where my interest in Buddhism and meditation are concerned, it all worked out. Everything happens for a reason. Yes, I know that’s a cliche. Nevertheless, it turned out to be good that I didn’t go to the last meditation class.

I arrived for tonight’s class and there were only three cars in the parking lot. I figured class must have been canceled but went in to find out anyway. Class was canceled because the Venerable who normally leads our class is out of town. This information was passed along to everyone who got their lazy butts to class last time. Since I wasn’t there, I didn’t know that. There was one other person who missed class last time. There was another Venerable at the temple tonight so she graciously offered to just have an intimate discussion with the two of us about Buddhism and answer any burning questions we had, so that our trip wouldn’t be a waste of time. How sweet is that?!

So, the two of us got our own personal Dharma lesson. We talked about karma, reincarnation, heaven, hell, auras, chakras, Buddha, Sutras, meditation, enlightenment, history, past-life regression, Jesus’s connection to Buddhism, desire, suffering, dreams and many other topics. We talked for over an hour and a half. It was great and I learned so much. We even got this book with homework (yay-I love reading and homework!).

Who says skipping class is all bad?

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Got My Groove Back

Cyndi — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 07:01:16 +0000

“One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.” — Carl Jung

How could I possibly resist a Jung quote?!

After the debacle that was my last meditation class I wasn’t particularly enthusiastic about going tonight. In fact, hubby has been working a lot of overtime lately and I told him if he needed to work late tonight, it was no big deal for me to miss class. My sister decided not to go. I was tired. I had a lot to do here at home. I had a pretty crazy day at work. I had all sorts of excuses not to go. I went anyway. I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s good for me. I was hoping last week was an anomaly. I was right.

I’m not sure what reaching Nirvana feels like or even how you’re “supposed” to feel when you are meditating. All I really know is that the idea is to completely empty your mind and attain a feeling of relaxation. I’ve taken this to mean that in meditation, you are to just….be.

With the last class being the one exception, I have always left class feeling relaxed. Tonight, though, was an entirely different level of relaxation than I have ever experienced before.

I won’t go through the entire routine of this class again. If you’re so inclined, you can read about that here.

During the seated portion of class, the part that most people usually think of when they hear about meditation, we are sitting in the lotus position on padded wooden benches. Our backs are straight. We cannot lean against the wall. This is not the most comfortable position to be in. When I think of comfortable, I think of lying on my soft warm couch. Losing feeling in my entire right leg, which happens every time, is not so comfortable either.

Despite all of this, I managed to get to a place I’d never been before. I don’t remember counting breaths. I don’t remember feeling that old familiar tingling sensation in my right leg right before it goes completely dead. I’ve never timed it but I believe this portion of the class lasts about a half hour. Tonight, it felt like a few seconds.

In this uncomfortable position, I actually nodded off several times. I know this only because I remember my head snapping up, you know what I mean, when you start to fall asleep in a seated position but wake up when your head starts to drop. The weird thing is that this waking up didn’t snap me out of my relaxed state. I never opened my eyes or even felt inclined to do so. I thought of nothing at all the entire time (so unlike me!). I didn’t feel my right leg fall asleep and I’m still not sure if it did.

I left class both relaxed and invigorated. A memory popped into my head on my way home that is related to a previous post but that did not come to mind when I was writing that post. It was a minor revelation of sorts. It was always there but hidden. Now it’s in my conscious and connects some dots for me.

Maybe I was so relaxed and had a moment of clarity because I basically took a half hour nap. Or maybe it’s because I finally got it right.

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It’s A Choice

Cyndi — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 03:06:53 +0000

“Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times.” — Aeschylus

I found all sorts of great quotes that were fitting for this topic. One of them is quite long and I’ll share it in just a few minutes (well, depending on how quickly you read). Of all the quotes I found, some eloquent and beautiful, some snarky and some sappy, I chose this one for it’s simplicity. There can be no misinterpretation. Happiness is a choice. Happiness requires effort. That’s it. And it’s true.

Whenever I’m in a funk, and as many of you have read, some of my funks last a while and I can get to a pretty dark place, I wonder why everyone else always seems so freakin’ happy. Don’t they have funks that last for 3 days? Have they never sat sobbing, on the verge of a full-blown panic attack, with huge knots in their stomachs and no idea why any of it was happening? Do they never feel like crawling into a deep, dark cave? Seriously?! I can’t possibly be the only one. I’d have been locked up long ago.

When I’m not in a funk, I’m actually a pretty optimistic and positive person. I wouldn’t go so far as to say perky. Even on my best days I want to smack perky people in the face. That overly cheerful excitement about nothing makes me want to vomit. That probably sounded dark. Let me explain. I don’t dislike genuinely cheerful and excited people. What I can’t stand is when it is constant in one person, or when it is over some extremely minor thing. It feels fake and insincere. I have no tolerance for people whom I KNOW are being fake and can’t stand to waste time on them. On the other hand, I can go years without realizing some folks are fake and tolerate quite a bit of nonsense from them, wasting precious time.

Anyway, back to my original point. Happiness. Unhappiness is caused by one thing and one thing only. Ready? It is caused by the desire to have something that you do not believe you have the power to obtain. Psychologists say it. Buddhists say it. Others probably say it too.

One thing that frequently makes me unhappy is time. Sometimes it’s the time I wish I had and sometimes it’s the time that I wish I could get back. Time to do things I want or need to do but cannot because I have to go to work, pay bills or any other of life’s duties. Time lost, spent doing something I felt obligated to do but that wasn’t actually necessary or time spent doing something I otherwise regret. I frequently fail to realize that I do have some power to obtain time. It seems as if I have no power over time, but in fact, I have a considerable amount of control over how I spend my time.

Here’s the long quote I promised:

“Do not confuse “duty” with what other people expect of you; they are utterly different. Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily. Paying that debt can entail anything from years of patient work to instant willingness to die. Difficult it may be, but the reward is self-respect.

But there is no reward at all for doing what other people expect of you, and to do so is not merely difficult, but impossible. It is easier to deal with a footpad than it is with the leech who wants “just a few minutes of your time, please—this won’t take long.” Time is your total capital, and the minutes of your life are painfully few. If you allow yourself to fall into the vice of agreeing to such requests, they quickly snowball to the point where these parasites will use up 100 percent of your time—and squawk for more!

So learn to say No—and to be rude about it when necessary. Otherwise you will not have time to carry out your duty, or to do your own work, and certainly no time for love and happiness. The termites will nibble away your life and leave none of it for you.

This rule does not mean that you must not do a favor for a friend, or even a stranger. But let the choice be yours. Don’t do it because it is “expected” of you.”

— Robert A. Heinlein

I’ve never looked at it this way but it’s brilliant. For me, going to work is a duty. I choose to do it to help take care of the family that I chose to have. When I was whining about work a few weeks ago I really didn’t see it as my choice. I was focused on the time I was spending there as opposed to at home. I saw it as a loss. I lost my time at home. I felt I had no power to change that. That isn’t true. I can absolutely change how much time I spend working vs. how much time I spend doing other things. I just can’t change it right now. Change takes time.

I have become much better at this in recent years but I used to confuse duty with others’ expectations almost 100% of the time. Rather than feeling rude or selfish, changing this is actually empowering, liberating and frees up a considerable amount of time. Take a party invitation for example. Let’s say I get invited to a party by a friend (yes, dark side and all, for some reason some people still invite me). In the past I would automatically accept the invitation. I would go even if I had some other obligation going on at the same time. I would go to both. I would go even if I got up that day feeling like I wanted to crawl into a deep, dark cave. I would go. That was it. Now, I actually consider if I want to go or not. Maybe I’d rather do nothing that day. Maybe I’m only leaning towards saying yes because I feel obligated to do so, since it’s a friend and that’s what nice people do. I finally realized you could actually waste your entire life being nice without ever doing anything that you actually want to do. So, I put more thought into these things these days and have gotten more selective and protective of my time.

I tend to catastrophize and worry excessively. I make mountains out of molehills and realize it about 5-7 days later. Now that I realize that I do this, I have been able to pare the time of feeling the “catastrophy” down to less than a day. That saves me a lot of time. When I catch myself worrying I remind myself that worrying is a complete and utter waste of time. Worrying solves nothing. It only makes me unhappy. Letting go of worrying saves me even more time.

It takes a significant amount of effort for me to be assertive, stop catastrophizing and nip worrying in the bud but my time and happiness are worth the effort.

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Buddha We Have A Problem

Cyndi — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 00:49:11 +0000

“The ending of sorrow is the beginning of wisdom. Knowledge is always within the shadow of ignorance. Meditation is freedom from thought and a movement in the ecstasy of truth. Meditation is explosion of intelligence.” – Jiddu Krishnamurti

Last night I returned to meditation class after three weeks off. They run the class like any other class, in that there are terms. Three weeks ago was the end of the first term so last night was the beginning of the second term. As is true at the beginning of any new term in any type of class, there were lots of newcomers. It was a lot more crowded than before and as many of the newcomers had no idea what was going on, there was more instruction on how to do things and less time for some of the beginning exercises.

I wasn’t in the best frame of mind going in. I had a moderately bad day due to being tired, crappy weather, a hectic evening and a fairly emotional (but good) discussion with hubby about several different issues going on in our lives right now. I was, however, looking forward to class and the relaxation that it always brings.

I wasn’t concerned about the larger class size and all the newcomers until we got to the walking meditation portion of the class. This is still my least favorite part of class and this time it was made worse by having to walk outside in the parking lot right off of a busy, noisy, major road. There were also two grown women giggling uncontrollably through the entire first half of the walking meditation. Now my BFFs and I have been know to behave like morons from time to time, don’t get me wrong. But really, in a meditation class? It was annoying. The whole point is to be silent and focus on the steady rhythm of the walking. That was completely blown for me due to the traffic and giggling.

During my favorite and normally most relaxing part of the class, where we sit in the lotus position in complete silence counting our breaths, the cell phone of the woman directly behind me kept on vibrating. My right leg fell asleep again. I couldn’t concentrate to save my life. Monkey mind had returned with a vengeance. As we had before, we were to count our breaths, up to ten, and then start over at one. Over and over again. We aren’t supposed to go past ten. This is in an effort to keep you focused. Sometimes you accidentally let your mind wander and go past ten. That’s ok, you’re just supposed to refocus and start over at one again. At one point I counted all the way to sixty-one before realizing my mind was wandering! I just wasn’t feeling it last night.

At the very end, the instructor of the class told this story about Bodi Dharma. I’m not sure if it was because I was cranky over the feeling that I had been doing it wrong last night or if the story is just too far fetched for me to wrap my cynical brain around, but I couldn’t wait for the story to end so we could go home. This is not usual. I normally love listening to the little lessons at the end of class. Of course, they had never been this long or this unrealistic sounding before either.

This brings up a question I’d love the answer to. I’ve only recently begun meditation class. I’ve read a little about Buddhism. I’ve liked everything about it up until this point. My question, to anyone who knows more about this subject than I, is; are stories like this to be taken literally? Do Buddhists truly believe that these unbelievable events actually occurred or are they more like fables, with the lesson being real but the details embellished for effect?

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Clarity, From Who Other Than A Buddhist Nun

Cyndi — Wed, 27 May 2009 01:33:50 +0000

“…feelings like disappointment, embarrassment, irritation, resentment, anger, jealousy, and fear, instead of being bad news, are actually very clear moments that teach us where it is that we’re holding back. They teach us to perk up and lean in when we feel we’d rather collapse and back away. They’re like messengers that show us, with terrifying clarity, exactly where we’re stuck. This very moment is the perfect teacher, and, lucky for us, it’s with us wherever we are.”

— Pema Chödrön

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What Does Being Happy Feel Like

Cyndi — Sun, 24 May 2009 23:30:04 +0000

“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.” — Mahatma Gandhi

Studying psychology and Buddhism, I know this quote to be true. I heard it put another way by a Psychologist I know, “Your insides must match your outsides.”.

If I’m interpreting this correctly, this means that in order to be truly happy, I must do what I love and say what I mean. Easier said than done.

This idea of my insides matching my outsides came back to me today after a Reiki massage. This is the fourth one I’ve had with the same person. She has consistently told me that I have negativity that isn’t mine that she has to sweep away. She has consistently told me that there are things I need to say that I’m not saying. She has consistently told me that I don’t feel connected to the universe and am searching for something.

I don’t know if I believe in this or not. Chakras, Reiki, healing work, etc. I’ll admit it sounds mystical and/or psychic. A little “out there”. I go because it’s relaxing and maybe, just maybe, there is something to it.

Let’s say there is something to it. What she’s telling me does match up with Gandhi’s quote and what I’ve learned about psychology. So, what’s my problem? I’m 39 years old and still don’t know my insides well enough to be able to determine if they match my outsides most of the time.

I’ve faked it. I’ve even convinced myself sometimes. I’ve gotten by. I’ve sucked it up. I’ve pretended. I’ve done what I thought others thought I should do. But true happiness? It has been fleeting, at best.

Don’t get me wrong, I have my moments. I was happy for about an hour today during the Reiki massage hubby treated me to. I was happy most of yesterday hanging out in the backyard with my kids. I was happy for the majority of my trip to Carolina Beach last year. I’m happy that hubby is coming home today from his weekend in Indy. I can appreciate the little things in this life that bring pure joy and I can appreciate the people I love. I also know that I’m pretty damn lucky and am thankful for what I do have, the problems that I don’t have and the people that are in my life.

I know this dark and depressive state is a temporary one. I know that it has a lot to do with some major changes going on in my life right now and in particular, the lack of control that I have over them. Still. In all honesty, I can’t remember the last time, or if there even ever was a time, when I felt genuinely happy with my life overall for any significant length of time.

I’m working on this. I try to maintain a positive attitude. Then I wonder if trying to maintain a positive attitude, especially when I’m not feeling particularly positive, is just me faking it again. My insides not matching my outsides. Sometimes I think I expect too much or think too much. Then I remember what it felt like when I was in complete denial, never giving any thought to any of this and I don’t ever want to go back there again either.

For now, I guess I’ll just remind myself to find happiness in the little things, keep searching for more and ride out the dark days knowing that they do pass.

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