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Living in the Moment in Lubbock

These past several days I have been in Lubbock, Texas.  I could summarize all the city benefits, but that would only put a nostalgic touch on a day of continuing to place image before feeling.

Being a consultant is very much like being a Buddhist. You constantly live in the moment, aware of the ever present tangibles life will offer.  Every moment of the client, every movement, facial expression, smile, smirk, concern and raised eyebrow is always measured.  The texture of the day, it’s heat, humidity, rain, the paint, the wood decorations, dust, pictures, windows, sunlight, smells and wall space offer small testaments of the inhabitants residing within.

The consultant–client relationship is a never ending dance. It’s a relationship we transcend from courtship and infatuation, to the power struggle, onto a re-evaluation, forward to awareness and finally acceptance.  By living in the moment, I have learned these phases shift quickly and often go unnoticed.

Most never experience the shift and never live in the moment. Thus, our life often spirals toward only positive or negative loss. We live a life where friends are few, relationships last weeks to months and we bury the emptiness of aloneness via a mixed drink and fast food.  We lose ourselves and at the end of the day, we begin the dawn as continual repeat process.

By living in the moment, we can understand the repeated process of our life. By understanding, we can change the process, end the suffering and move toward enlightenment.  Days like this remind me to live in the moment.

Pastor Worley – Love Your Neighbor

Sometimes it is difficult to love someone. Sure, we all can love those who believe what we believe, like what we like, think like us and live like us.  For example, the U.S. Center for World Mission breaks down various faiths accordingly:

  • Christian 33%
  • Muslims: 20%
  • Hindu: 14%
  • Buddhist 6%
  • Non-Religious: 12%
  • Atheist: 2%

So basically, if you are like Charles L. Worley of Providence Road Baptist Church in Maiden, N.C., there’s a whole lot of people out there to hate. 

For those who don’t know, Pastor Worley recently condemned President Obama’s much-publicized endorsement of same-sex marriage while calling for gays and lesbians to be put in an electrified pen and ultimately killed off.  When asked who he would vote for he yells: “I’ll tell you who I ain’t gonna vote for, a baby killer and a homosexual lover!”

So from a Buddhist perspective, I concur that most major religions basically prohibit sexual immorality.  But I also believe that believe Buddhism, like other religions, allow for grace and love to transcend the hatred and build stronger ‘Sanghas.’ 

We all make mistakes, we all suffer. But while we can personally disagree, we must choose to disagree agreeable.  Electrified pens are another name for death camps.  And this logic, regardless of faith must be condemned.  Just as hatred drove the planes of 9/11 into the World Trade Center, the Pentagon and an empty field, so does the hatred surrounding the thoughts of Pastor Worley.

As for Pastor Worley, I will always respect him as a person created by God. I just choose to agree to disagree agreeably. But as Rabbi Brad Hirschfield, Orthodox Rabbi, quoted in ‘Faith and Doubt at Ground Zero,’ “…and if you can say that, well, at least you’re honest. I don’t worship the same God, but that at least has integrity.”

Also, Mr. Worley, I suggest you review Mark 12:31 again:

‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.

And I Long

You were all
The beauty I ever gazed.
And I long.

You walked upon my street, then vanished.
And sometimes, in the moment, in window reflection
I am startled by your presence presence

Who knows?
Perhaps the same moment was shared by both of us
Yesterday, in the morning, in the evening…
Forever more

Your spirit fulfills
Am beloved by nature
An agape love
Given for only a moment

In This Moment

In this moment
Thy gze without you
In stillness, you are
Every femtosecond I turn
The breeze whispers
Flowers scent
My tongue twisters
The sun sets
This moment
You are here.

In every moment
The maestro chisels
The maestro molds
Cradle, soothe
Embrace, unfold
Love, forgive
A gentle dove
I relive.

Your hair ablaze
Eyes of blue
Thy touch craved
A Blessed hue
Erotic love
From Ehyeh
And angles above
Musical phrase
In this moment
I pray.

Oh love
You are here
In this moment
Everyday
Of life
In decay
Forever more.

In every moment.

Buddhism, Bagger Vance and Golf

At 9:37 AM the cell phone rang.  The regional Vice President requested I come play golf with him the following day.  Ah yes, the business thing.

Normally I honor such requests, but there was on little problem: I literally haven’t played golf in fourteen years. So, I scrounged through the storage and found my father’s set of Wilson clubs. Ah, the magic of the clubs, the finely crafted steel as they glittered in the light.

From a Buddhist perspective, what I am to do?  Fourteen years are a long time. Will this event be more suffering or will I find the true pinnacle of golf and Buddhism, that everything is connected. From a ‘Karma’ viewpoint, will this be the Buddhist law of cause and effect, where every shot has an effect? Every action I do causes a ripple in the cosmos, ending either in the water, the sand, the green or the back of some vehicle’s rear windshield?

Maybe I can call in sick. “Hack,” my throat states … “Oh God, I feel a bad one. Hack!”  Maybe it will rain. But as I glance at the weather forecast, it’s clear for forever. Rain is only a century away.

So I pluck a three (3) wood, a five (5) iron, pitching wedge and short wedge from the bag and throw them into my car.  Peace to my body, as I state ‘Om Mani Padme Hum’ while driving fifteen minutes to the driving range.  I shelled out twelve (12) bucks for eighty (80) practice range golf balls. Exit the pro shop left and head for a place where no one can see.

Hiding behind the evergreen I drop one range ball onto the green practice mat.  I limber up and beg the Gods for wisdom by quoting from Baggar Vance:

“Yep, inside each and every one of us is one true, authentic swing.

Something we was born with, that’s ours…

…and ours alone. Something can’t be taught to you or learned.

Something that got to be remembered.

Over time, the world can rob us of that swing…

…and get buried inside us under…

…all our woulda’s and coulda’s, and shoulda’s.

Don’t worry about the ball or where it’s gonna go…

Just swing the club.

Close your eyes.

– Close my… – You can’t make that ball go in.

You have to let it.

Feel the club. Feel the weight of the club.

A deep perfect line. Dropping in, soft as butter.

Listen to the sounds of the night. Keep swinging that club.

Feel the breeze coming off the sea.

Inside every one of us is one true, authentic swing.

Keep swinging that club…

…until you’re part of the whole thing.

Something we was born with.” 

I step up, repeated ‘Om mani padme hum.’  Swinging easy, ‘whack,’ as the ball glided perfectly down the middle of the fairway. Ah, I said, we are all interconnected.

Obamacare and Healthcare

Over the past week, I have been watching the HBO series, ‘Weight of the Nation.’ I have been truly astounded by the results of that programming.

But watching the documentary crystalizes thought on the recent congressional legislation, the Affordable Care Act (ACA) or Obamacare.  Opposition to the ACA has some interesting comments, tending to look at what happens if the ACA is found constitutional. Some of the broader points include:

  •  There will be no end to the gloating;
  • Government will be able to mandate anything they desire; and
  • Government gets deeper and deeper into average citizen’s financial pocket and life.

 All of the above may be true, but none of the above directly resolves the health issues the ACA is trying to resolve.  Without trying to over support the HBO documentary, it is clear that a third (⅓) of the nation or less is at a healthy weight.  Additionally, historically, while obesity rates in all economic classes continue to rise, the nation’s poor suffer the most malnutrition and excess weight. The obesity rates of children households of poor are catastrophically high.

Poor neighborhoods have less access to nutritious food. Marketing and production of the nation’s food chain is the most profitable ever. But a significant amount of the food delivered is processed, meaning they have been altered from their natural state, either for safety reasons or for convenience. The methods used include canning, freezing, refrigeration, dehydration and aseptic processing. Many of these bad ones are made with trans-fats, saturated fats, and large amounts of sodium and sugar.

While I cannot argue about the merits that in some cases the government can extend its reach too far, there is very little discussion about the impact of eliminating the ACA. For those who attest that diet is a personal choice, they are not incorrect. But given the totality of the medical problems we all must face, it is only by government regulation that we can solve problems collectively versus trying to solve problems locally. Containment of tobacco use is such an example.

Catching an old rerun of the original Star Trek, First Officer Spock once said, “… logic clearly dictates that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.” Beating back obesity and its effects on the nation, future business production and healthcare costs is tantamount to our country’s survival. From a Buddhist perspective, I would state that Good health is simply the slowest way a human being can die.

When the Buddha was young, he learned the science of medicine. He became knowledgeable about the nature and cure of diseases. The Buddha’s realization of the perpetual cycle of rebirth and the stages of aging, illness, and death, enabled him to guide others to live a healthy life.

His pragmatic approach includes the insistence on proper hygiene and medicine, but more to the point, he never resorted to what might be considered “faith healing.” Instead, he offered rational, practical instruction for dealing with both physical injury and mental illness.

The American born Bhikshu Kusala Bhikshu once told this story:

“There is a story about an Indian king on the battlefield shot through the chest with an arrow. The medic ran to his side, prepared to pull out the arrow. The king said, “No, not yet. I need to know from what caste the archer came, what type of feathers were used, and who made the bow.” The medic said, “If we take the time needed to answer those questions, you will die.”

When we work together, Buddhist, Catholic, Atheist, Republican, Democrat or Tea-Party, the patient will have a greater sense of acceptance, be encouraged to focus on both mind and body, and in the process to transcend pain and avoid future suffering.

But we can only do that if we work together.

 

Weight of the Nation

In the mid-to-late 1990’s I used to listen to Warren Duffy on KKLA.  For those who don’t know, Mr. Duffy is a conservative Christian Radio Broadcaster. In the Los Angeles area, Mr. Duffy is pretty much known for his anti-government stances, including conversation, the sustainability, carbon credit auction … as Seinfeld would say, Yada! Yada! Yada! (In truth, I only watched three episodes of Seinfeld.)  In fact I pretty much concluded that almost anything a Democrat could possibly think of would be considered ecologically unsound.  Sorry … I digressed.

So, you ask, “What made me expound upon KKLA?”  Well, HBO has a new documentary series titled, The Weight of the Nation that explores how approximately one-third of our country became obese and what can be done to tackle the growing national health crisis.  For the time being, you can actually watch part of this online. I suggest anyone seriously interested in weight loss watch and review this important series. As I watched part of this documentary, I instantaneously remembered Saturday afternoons listening to KKLA, where specially paid programming catered to Christian Radio.

Ah yes, my friends, my friends, my friends (sorry Joel) … What Would Jesus Eat? Also, don’t forget the more recentThe Eden Diet,’ a book that helps readers understand the many reasons why they have not been able to lose weight in the past. In most cases, they fail to eat according to their God-given internal sensations. Other Christian remedies included, ‘Fasting,’ Corinthians recommends “…eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.” Lastly, some Christian diet guru’s tended to quote the Apostle Paul, using analogies likened to running and being physically fit. For example, in 2 Timothy 4:7 Paul said “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.”  What the heck does 2 Timothy 4:7 actually have to do with physical exercise is beyond me, but hey … I am just a stupid lay person.

My point is this, the area Jesus lived in during His life is not at all similar to today: it was not a very pleasant place to live and the politics were a bite. Few lived beyond age fifty (50). Climate was as it is today – hot during the daytime and extreme cold, especially in the desert areas, at night. Rainfall was infrequent but when it came, it was torrential.

At the time of Jesus, bread was the main food of ordinary people. Meat was a luxury and only the rich could afford to eat. Fine bread made from wheat was expensive. The poor often ate coarse bread made from barley. Grain was ground to flour by women using millstones.  For vegetables, beans, cucumbers, garlic, leeks, onions and lentils were grown. Fruit including figs, pomegranates and grapes as well as nuts like almonds and pistachio nuts were pretty common. The Jews also ate cheese, eggs and fish.

Jesus lived in an era when most people walked – everywhere. There were no cars, trucks, SUV’s, air conditioning, McDonalds, Apple iPods, email, etc.  The distance between Nazareth and Jerusalem is over 70 miles.  That simply is one heck of a hike. Jesus also had no processed food, no Red Bull, Coke, V8, Evian Water or anything else.  He never tasted the sweet essence of McDonald’s Big Mac’s “…two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions – all on a sesame seed bun. Nada…didn’t have it. Maybe He has had a meal near Frog Jump, Tennessee but no one identified Him.  Seriously, while it is important for all us to stay healthy, it is impossible to compare our lifestyle with that of Jesus’ day.

So back to the moment: to be totally honest, I am the epitome of ‘The Weight of the Nation.’  I lived that life. Traveling everywhere, constantly on the road, I had little exercise, drank too much and ate at every fast food joint seen. Pizza Hut, McDonalds, Burger King, Taco Bell, Dairy Queen, TGIF, Hooters and host of others were my hang outs. I popped cheeseburgers as an alcoholic slams hard liquor. Twenty-years later, my BMI (Body mass index, a measure of body fat) stood at an astounding 37.3%.

Today I still travel, but not as much. And in order to keep with the general Buddhist precept of ahimsa (non-violence), I am primarily vegetarian. I do not follow the East Asian “Buddhist” cuisine which is avoidance of killing plant life. That is simply just too much work. If you have read my posts, I do partake of an occasional Bacon, Lettuce and Tomato sandwich. But I have not had a Diet Coke or Pepsi in six weeks. Nor have I had a McDonalds Big Mac either. By following a Buddhist lifestyle, in the past six weeks, I have lost two inches off my waist. My skin looks better and I feel better.

As Kevin Brownell, professor in the Department of Psychology at Yale University, stated, “The beauty of the diet industry is that they keep promising miracles, and there’s very little regulation on what they can promise people. And since none of the programs really work very well, then you have this growing clientele of people who want to try one program or another after another in hopes that something might finally work.”

As a Buddhist, all of us must create a culture that values and deliver quality, healthy food. It is our responsibility to demand it and then act upon our intention to eat mostly things that are healthy for us.

John Hoffman, vice president of HBO Documentary Films and the executive producer of “The Weight of the Nation,” told National Public Radio the documentary is “not a piece of journalism” but instead “a piece of public health.”

Watch it.

Lakers Taking a Beating

Metta World Peace and the Lakers are taking a beating, down almost 30 points in third quarter.

I remember one my hardest teachers in life … ‘Humility.’

While I do not follow basketball all that much, according to the Sporting News, Metta World Peace has no intention of apologizing to James Harden before the Los Angeles Lakers-Oklahoma City Thunder series gets underway Monday night.

“I don’t shake substitutions’ hands,” World Peace said, according to a tweet from Janis Carr of the Orange County Register (via HoopsHype).

I had to think about that for a while.  Upon further reflection, according to the Los Angeles Times I read:

“On September 16, 2011, Artest’s name was officially changed to Metta World Peace. The idea was inspired by Chad Ochocinco‘s name change. “Metta” is his first name, and “World Peace” is his surname. “Changing my name was meant to inspire and bring youth together all around the world,” World Peace said in a statement released after the name change court hearing. His publicist, Courtney Barnes, said that World Peace chose Metta as his first name because it is a traditional Buddhist word that means loving kindness and friendliness towards all.

World Peace’s publicist, Courtney Barnes, said his client had been contemplating the switch for years, “but it took many years of research and soul-searching to find a first name that was both personally meaningful and inspirational.

As I said before I literally have no clue if Mr. World Peace’s blow to James Harden was intentional or accidental.  And furthermore, I have no clue if Mr. World Peace will apologize after the upcoming series is over.  But from a high level perspective, if your first name means loving kindness and friendship and was found only after many years of research and soul-searching, then you have to live the name.

For me, changing to Buddhism was a real hard, long walk. Whether you’re changing your name, your faith or life, you have to stand up and live it. As I wrote earlier, faith is great, but actions move the hearts of all mankind. In truth, a lot us that are not unlike Mr. World Peace.

Before beginning my conversion to Buddhism, I created an Atonement list. The meaning of the word is simply at-one-ment, i.e., the state of being at one or being reconciled. Thus, the word atonement is reconciliation.  I borrowed the atonement concept from Alcoholic Anonymous’ (AA) Twelve Step Program and combined the AA following steps into one personal ‘Atonement List.’ I personally:

  1. Made a list of all persons I had harmed and become willing to make amends to them all.
  2. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure myself, them or others.
  3. Continue to take personal inventory and when we were wrong promptly admitted it.

The true crucible of Buddhism, Christianity or any other faith is what you do when tested. Christ was tempted by Satan and succeeded while some other legendary dignitaries failed. One may ask, “What makes one successful, while another fails? Hell, I have no clue.

But success of one’s faith might be found in the value of your morals and the willingness to make amends, even when that test may be so brutally honest and painful. I will say this up front; my Atonement List has twenty-six (26) severely painful situations requiring amends, including (but not all):

  • The Catholic Church, for all my mortal sins;
  • The only love of my life ~ for whom God called us and I broke your trust;
  • My former boss for violating the honor of the position granted;
  • My financial mistakes; and
  • Mother and Father, for not being the son you could honor for so many years.

 Twenty-six (26)! That’s quite a list ~ almost one for every year I have roamed the corporate world. So in becoming Buddhist, I felt an obligation to honor the Atonement List. I researched and contacted all of the people I could. In some cases, the outcome was exceedingly painful. Seven (7) of the twenty-six (26) refused my amends, including the Catholic Church and my love. But eleven (11) did forgive me. Four (4) could not be located and four (4) others are a work in progress.

Living the faith is not easy. But any faith, Buddhism included, demands participation. And participation can be a real bitch.  The kiln crafts you, fortifies you and makes you stronger. I am the Buddhist and man of honor today because I took that hard long road of participation.  Yeah, it wasn’t easy, but by stepping up, I was able reach into deep into my soul and found a lot worth salvaging.

I ask all who are living a faith to do only one thing: participate.

The Buddhist and The Chicago Cubs

Sitting down and watching baseball with a BLT sandwich and ice tea, a friend asked me what the true meaning of the Four Noble Truths.  Stumbling for only a moment, I pointed into television and calmly replied, “You want to know what the Four Noble Truths are, the Chicago Cubs. Every Cubs fan, whether they know it or not, live the Four Noble Truths every single day.”

Perfectly stated, the Cubs Four Noble Truths are:

  1. Being a Cubs fan means suffering.
  2. The origin of suffering is attachment to the Cubs.
  3. The cessation of a Cubs fan suffering is attainable.
  4. There is a path all Cubs fans can take to the cessation of suffering.

Growing up in Chicago meant following a passage of right, from father to son and generation to generation: the Chicago Cubs.  For my father and many of his friends, the Chicago Cubs was time at the old ballpark ‘Wrigley Field.’  There in the glittering rays of daytime baseball, a cup of beer, a Vienna Beef Chicago-style hot dog and bag of peanuts were temporary fulfillment in the aura of continual loss.

Suffering indeed, they did. In later years, this tradition would become the mockery of the National League or as Steve Goodman would phrase, “…doormat of the National League.”  Mr. Goodman also wrote “Go, Cubs, Go” out of spite after then GM Dallas Green called “A Dying Cub Fan’s Last Request” too depressing.  Seriously Mr. Green, read point #1 of the Cubs Four Noble Truths.

According to legend, the Cubs fan suffering all began when Curse of the Billy Goat was allegedly laid upon the Cubs because P.K. Wrigley ejected Billy Sianis, who had come with two box seat tickets, one for him and one for his goat. Upon his ejection, Mr. Sianis uttered, “The Cubs, they ain’t gonna win no more.”  And true to the curse, the Cubs have failed to win, consistently blowing or choking away many potential opportunities.

But being the true Buddhist, if Cubs fans every can control our body and mind instead of repeatedly asking why Carlos Marmol makes almost $10 million dollars a year to lose games and generating wisdom in our own mind, we can end our suffering and problems. To do this, we must follow the Cubs Seven-fold Noble Path.

The  Cubs fan Seven-fold Noble Path is summarized as correct attitude and actions:

  1. Correct thought: avoiding covetousness, the Cubs fan must wish to not harm others by throwing beer and paper cups at opposing players and holding wrong views (like thinking: the Cubs will actually win, etc.)
  2. Correct speech: avoid lying by stating you had a good time at Wrigley Field and believe the Cubs have the ability to get into the playoffs.
  3. Correct actions: avoid strangling the Cubs stress ball at your office when listening to a Cubs game on television.
  4. Correct livelihood: try to make a correct livelihood with the above attitude of thought, speech and actions by not listening to or  watching any Cubs game.
  5. Correct understanding: developing genuine wisdom, that all Cubs fans are similar to Job (that is the Biblical Job), God is testing your honor.
  6. Correct mindfulness: try to be aware of the “here and now”, instead of dreaming in the “there and then.” Do not dream of the World Series. Remember here and now.
  7. Correct concentration: to keep a steady, calm and attentive state of mind in all Cubs losses.

And if you think you have it bad, remember Dale Sveum. In my opinion, for Mr. Sveum, it has to truly suck.

Peace.