Seamless Sitting

In March 1997 several months after Rev. Master Jiyu died I had the opportunity to spend some time alone on retreat in the mountains of Northern California. It was actually the very same place I was staying at this past June. Several monks were at the gates of Shasta Abbey to see me off. The last monk to say good by said quietly through the open car window, Sit so you don’t know you are sitting. I’d now call that seamless sitting.

Easy to say but not so easy to explain what that actually means in practice. But perhaps Zen Master Dogen puts it best, To live by Zen (meditation) is the same as to live an ordinary daily life. He also says that Pure Zazen (seated meditation) must not be neglected. Perhaps the difficulty is making that leap from sitting formally to getting on with ones day – while sitting! That’s to relinquish the idea that meditation is a seperate activity. In the formal sense it is, in the everyday sense it isn’t. The one doesn’t stand against the other. But it looks that way.

Thanks to the person who asked what I meant by seamless sitting. I’ll no doubt be thinking on this subject from time to time since it points to the very heart of what the Buddha taught. Sunyata.

Out And About In The Lake District

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Bassenthwaite Lake and Mugo in walking gear.

On Saturday there was an ambitious plan to climb Skiddaw via Ullock Pike (see map of route). Ullock Pike is described as a very distinctive peak resembling a small “Matterhorn”. Indeed! My first view was with mists swirling around it’s heights; impossibly high, dauntingly distant and scarily imposing all had me wondering on the wisdom of this venture. And indeed it was too high, too distant and above all too weathered in to continue far up the path. All the same it was a joy to be in the Lakes once again and I thought you’d like to share that with me. Thus the photo.

All the same we, my Throssel walking companion and I, were out for about two hours or there abouts. In Keswick we met up for lunch with a small group of sangha members who’d been retreating all morning. Before that though we made a pilgrimage to Love The Lakes, a shop stocking all sorts of goodies and in particular some really wonderful photographs. Serving the customers was Sean of StridingEdge photo diary fame, his two dogs carpeted the floor. What a happy encounter. Happy and glad to show my appreciation of his photography skills. Leaving the shop I pondered on this humble and tolerant chap! I guess it takes a special person to consistently climb the fells, spring, summer, autumn and winter. And to consistently produce such inspiring photographs too.

Sitting over lunch with some sturdy hill walkers I confessed that some years back I’d lost the drive to struggling to the top of mountains. Oh the pain of it, mental and physical pain that is. From what they said in response it’s common for even seasoned walkers to question what they are doing! I guess we keep on coming back for more in spite of swirling mists, precipitous path and the stress.

The specter of a steaming mug of tea at the end of a walk has cheered many a straggler to take the next step.

Mudita – Sympathetic Joy

Mudita – Delight and joy at the success and achievements of others. Not a manufactured joy. Just that which comes in response. And that’s certainly been my response these past weeks knowing a Jade reader has achieved a success recently. O happy heart.

I remember being told about mudita by the late Rev. Master Daizui when, while a novice monk, I’d fallen into a bit of a hole. That conversation changed my whole sense of what was possible. Envy and jealousy, resentments and disappointments come and go, we are better beings for not nurturing such feelings. We can change our ways.

Quite sympathy nurtures a simple joy, which is mudita. Nothing flashy, nothing OTT. More a flowing river than an a now-and-then waterfall.

Sympathetic joy gives to equanimity the mild serenity that softens its stern appearance. It is the divine smile on the face of the Enlightened One. Ven. Nyanaponika

Part of a quote at the end of Unselfish Joy: A Neglected Virtue by Natasha Jackson.

The above quoted article is one of several to be found on the very excellent Access To Insight: “Mudita: The Buddha’s Teaching on Unselfish Joy”, four essays by Nyanaponika Thera, Natasha Jackson, C.F. Knight, and L.R. Oates, 8 June 2010. Retrieved on 30 October 2011.

Just to make it clear, in Zen the closest we come to cultivating virtues (mudita being one of them) is seamless sitting. That’s meditation in daily living, with compassion and Precepts.

Inspiring Confidence

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Confidence in the landscape – Norfolk.

Freedom from doubt; belief in yourself and your abilities.
Ooookaaaa.

A state of confident hopefulness that events will be favourable.
You bet!

A trustful relationship.
Like that word trustful.

My thought this evening is, What is it that inspires confidence? I’m thinking that it’s confidence itself which inspires confidence. What a gift that is, and we all have the capacity to give it.

An after thought as midnight approaches…confidence that inspires seems to have a quality of steady humility. Yep, that describes the mechanic I had dealings with the other day! And you know, I told him so, told him, You inspire me with confidence. Thank you.

Little Snoring – Round Church Towers

From my time in Norfolk:

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Little Snoring: St Andrew, Norfolk

Late afternoon on a sunny autumn day. Sitting peaceably in this lovely old church with its detached round tower. So light and bright with the sun coming through the clear glass windows. Almost fairytale. The church and surrounding yard set apart from the village of Little Snoring. Ah, tis good to sit in these old churches. They don’t worry about religious denomination. The walls are thick, the roof solid, the pews hard!

I became quite fascinated by the very many round tower churches in Norfolk. So many of them there is even a Round Tower Churches Society.