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Monday, June 08, 2009
Lifeletter 37--Invoking Authentic Presence

Raising Windhorse
The abrupt and spontaneous process that brings authentic presence
(Chogyam Trungpa)

Raising windhorse is a practice that comes from the Shambhala lineage of Chogyam Trungpa, a radical Tibetan spiritual teacher. In the Shambhala teaching, he began to open a view of our human nature and our spiritual nature as completely non-separate. We are no longer aspiring to attain some rare state of awakened magnificence. We just want to discover what it is to be fully human. And fully awakened. Because they are not two things.

Windhorse is an expression of our authentic being—the dynamic aspect of who we are, the energy that sails through obstacles. Connecting with windhorse is something we can all learn how to do. We can do this because windhorse is our birthright, this dynamic and powerful capacity to work with every situation life brings us, just as it is. Windhorse is who we are when we have not contracted into a limited and confined identity. Windhorse emerges when we are fully and freely being ourselves, without trying to please anyone, or get away from anything, or prove anything to anyone. In Shambhala, they describe windhorse as arising from an ‘abrupt and sponteous process that brings authentic presence.’

Why would this process be abrupt and spontaneous? Because windhorse is already who we are. Windhorse is our primordial energy—it is not an effect that is produced by a cause. Our authentic presence never abandons us-- we have just forgotten, we have abandoned our true nature, and picked up a whole lot of ideas about who we are. So this presence, this liberating energy, gets covered, hidden, locked away, and we want to do something to bring it back. But the place we left it is right here. And the minute we turn towards it, the moment we acknowledge it, this living energy begins to emerge, as bright and fresh and pure and open as ever. As if nothing ever happened to it.

This is very good news. And it flies in the face of many of our belief structures, those systems of thought that tell us, again and again, that we have to work hard, struggle, push, understand, attain, get somewhere, become someone else.

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Thursday, May 07, 2009
Lifeletter 36-Bring It On

I remember when I first heard one of my teachers, Adya Shanti, speak about the relationship between teacher and student.  “It is the teacher’s job to listen to the student, just as much as the student listens to the teacher, “ he said, “and the teacher learns from his students, all the time.” That was something I had not understood until that moment-- that wisdom does not belong to anyone, it’s a living force, an openness of being, that can emerge in anyone at any moment.

At this stage in my life, I find I am learning more and more from the people I work with.  One of my clients, a beautiful woman whom I will call Leila, has been exploring very deeply the nature of her whole relationship to suffering.  When we first began coaching a few months ago, she was in a very difficult time in her life. Old patterns and ways of being were falling away, with nothing to replace them. They were falling away because they were clearly no longer sustainable in any way, but the loss of everything she had been counting on for comfort and security was frightening to her, and her experience was, in her own words, “excruciating.” On one of our calls I said to her. “Do you think that suffering is wrong? Do you think you can actually live here on earth without suffering? Does it mean something about you is lacking, or not good enough, because you are in so much pain right now?”

She took those questions deep into her being and worked with them. That in itself is always a miracle to me. What is it that allows us to begin to question our deepest beliefs and assumptions? Where does that willingness come from? There are no answers to these questions, but they live inside my heart, and I celebrate every single time this willingness emerges, out of nowhere.

On our next call, Leila told me that she had discovered a whole world of resistance inside her—a “militant refusal” to feel the pain of human life. She realized it came from her mother, who decided at one point, with a kind of ferocity, not to suffer like Jesus did on the cross. It was amazing to speak with Leila about this war she had been fighting for her whole life. We were able to explore this part of her conditioning together, without judgment or blame. All she really did was shine the light of her awareness on this way of relating to life itself; and it all began to change. I asked her to spend some time exploring ‘radical acceptance’, to see what would happen if she let go of demanding that the moment be any different than it is. “Just this moment, Leila,” I said to her, “See what it feels like when you do not need it to be different than it is right now.” She had a lot of ideas about how her life should be, how she should be, and heavy feelings of disappointment and loss about how her life had turned out, how she had turned out.  To let go of those ideas, cherished and upheld for so long, seemed at first to her like caving in to a terrible sense of failure.

But just because we think something is true, doesn’t make it true. What actually happened for Leila was nothing like what she was imagining. As she let go of her ideals, ambitions and ‘shoulds’ a whole new sense of herself began to emerge. On one level she was able to open to a sense of herself as nobody, just an open empty space of presence. She has been carrying this sense of herself for a long time, and experienced it as a lack, a void, where other people had a self. But as she allowed herself to be with each moment, no matter how painful, her whole sense of this void inside her began to change. She saw that she was nobody and somebody at the same time, and that the more she allowed the nobody to be there, the more freely and fully she could be herself. We talked about this a lot together, and felt, over and over, how clear the experience was, and how impossible it was for the mind to understand.

As she released her battle with suffering, more and more of her human conditioning—all the ways in which she had been creating her own pain, revealed themselves. It felt like she was truly growing up, taking responsibility for her own life.

It also became clear that she had connected with a totally organic force inside her, an evolutionary movement that was unfolding all by itself, just like a river moves to the sea. Sometimes she would express fear to me about spiralling back into old patterns of helplessness, isolation and defeat. “I wonder,” I asked her one night, “if you are really making all this happen, if you are the one in charge here, or if something else is going on.. Do you think this force, this energy, this awakening, is going to leave you alone, let you go back to your old life now?” “No way, “ she said, “It’s true, I don’t have to make it all happen through a force of will-- now I know there’s no turning back.”

The last time I spoke to her she told me how ‘the great unravelling’ was continuing, and how it was challenging and uprooting so many of her habitual patterns and ways of being. “It’s not easy, “ she said, “but I’m really willing now to open, to be with all of it. I’m moving into a new life, and whatever it takes, that’s what it takes. If there is more pain and suffering, that’s okay too. I say, “Bring it on, I’m ready.”

That moment, when Leila said, “Bring it on,” had the power of a blessing for me.It carried me back to another moment with Adya Shanti, when an older woman in our community asked him how he feels about dying. “I want my death to my long and slow, “ Adya said, “so I can experience every single moment of it.” The whole room got very quiet when he said that. We all sat there, taking in the fact that there is no way to avoid anything, that there is actually a part of our being that does not even want to avoid anything, that has no need for life to be any different than the way it is. Sometimes I call this our unconditioned presence, or nondual awareness, but it doesn’t really matter what we call it. As soon as we begin to recognize it, an opportunity to relate to life in a radically different way emerges. We are no longer hiding from life, hoping that somehow we will be let off easy. We can actually stand on our own two feet and participate fully in whatever life brings to us, without desparately hoping that all the discomfort and suffering will go away and leave us alone. In the words of my daughter, “You can avoid things for a while, but eventually, whatever you are running from, it comes back to bite you in the ass. There is no way out but through.”

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Saturday, November 22, 2008
Lifeletter #33-Life Changing Conversations

My intention in writing these letters is to speak to you, my friends and readers, from a transparent and authentic place about what I am learning as we live here together on this planet--all of us, participating in this infinite web of life. And life on this planet is not easy. It’s not neat and tidy, and the lessons we are given are often overwhelming, heartbreaking and chaotic. That’s just the way it is. 

I’ll be 60 next year, and I’ve passed through some of the toughest  learning  in my whole life this year. I’m realizing that it actually takes a long time to really grow up, a long time to become capable of sharing genuine wisdom and compassion with others.  In the process life shakes us up, burns us, tenderizes us, until we are open enough, free enough, strong enough, to stand on our own two feet and see what  really moves us.

So if I speak to you honestly about what is unfolding for me, and for the people I work with, and the people I know and love, I have to say that I think we are all being pushed by some kind of evolutionary force right now. I really don’t know what this force is, but I feel it pushing us, calling us to move beyond all our safe and familiar places. It seems to be taking us, like a wild river, into a way of being that feels radically new, strange, disorienting, and very awkward at times. That’s all right, and it’s much easier to bear if we don’t take it too personally, if we realize it’s happening to a whole lot of us.  Whether we like it or not, whether we think we asked for it or not, it’s still happening.

A few months ago my daughter went to Kelowna, a city 5 hours by bus from our town. She went for a short visit, and was returning on the night bus, arriving the next morning. I went to pick her up at the bus station at 5:30 in the morning, and there was no sign of the bus. I waited for a while, not really concerned at all, because I knew that nothing much can happen to anyone on a Greyhound bus. While I was waiting, I called my partner Jonathan, to see if she had phoned him.

He told me about a story he had just seen on the news. It happened  the night before, the same night that my daughter was coming home, on a Greyhound bus travelling in Alberta,  the province right beside us.  A man who was on the bus walked to the back, pulled out a machete, and beheaded a young fellow who was asleep on the back seat.

I was shocked and horrified by this piece of news, and very glad to see the bus from Kelowna roll in a few minutes later, with my daughter on it safe and sound. But I couldn’t seem to shake whatever that story had stirred up in me. I realized that my thoughts about what could happen or not happen  anywhere in this world are just that-ideas that have nothing to do with reality.

 

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Lifeletter #33-Life Changing Conversations

My intention in writing these letters is to speak to you, my friends and readers, from a transparent and authentic place about what I am learning as we live here together on this planet--all of us, participating in this infinite web of life. And life on this planet is not easy. It’s not neat and tidy, and the lessons we are given are often overwhelming, heartbreaking and chaotic. That’s just the way it is. 

I’ll be 60 next year, and I’ve passed through some of the toughest  learning  in my whole life this year. I’m realizing that it actually takes a long time to really grow up, a long time to become capable of sharing genuine wisdom and compassion with others.  In the process life shakes us up, burns us, tenderizes us, until we are open enough, free enough, strong enough, to stand on our own two feet and see what  really moves us.

So if I speak to you honestly about what is unfolding for me, and for the people I work with, and the people I know and love, I have to say that I think we are all being pushed by some kind of evolutionary force right now. I really don’t know what this force is, but I feel it pushing us, calling us to move beyond all our safe and familiar places. It seems to be taking us, like a wild river, into a way of being that feels radically new, strange, disorienting, and very awkward at times. That’s all right, and it’s much easier to bear if we don’t take it too personally, if we realize it’s happening to a whole lot of us.  Whether we like it or not, whether we think we asked for it or not, it’s still happening.

A few months ago my daughter went to Kelowna, a city 5 hours by bus from our town. She went for a short visit, and was returning on the night bus, arriving the next morning. I went to pick her up at the bus station at 5:30 in the morning, and there was no sign of the bus. I waited for a while, not really concerned at all, because I knew that nothing much can happen to anyone on a Greyhound bus. While I was waiting, I called my partner Jonathan, to see if she had phoned him.

He told me about a story he had just seen on the news. It happened  the night before, the same night that my daughter was coming home, on a Greyhound bus travelling in Alberta,  the province right beside us.  A man who was on the bus walked to the back, pulled out a machete, and beheaded a young fellow who was asleep on the back seat.

I was shocked and horrified by this piece of news, and very glad to see the bus from Kelowna roll in a few minutes later, with my daughter on it safe and sound. But I couldn’t seem to shake whatever that story had stirred up in me. I realized that my thoughts about what could happen or not happen  anywhere in this world are just that-ideas that have nothing to do with reality.

 

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Monday, October 13, 2008
Lifeletter 32-Discovering Basic Goodness

In the Buddhist tradition, they speak about something called our true nature, our unconditioned being. Other traditions call this ‘soul’, ‘essence,’ ‘pure consciousness,’ or ‘spirit.’ If we take away all the names, and relate to this as a direct and simple experience, actually accessible for us all, what is it? How does our true nature express itself? How does it move in the world?

For me, one of the simplest ways to approach this is through the term ‘basic goodness.’ There is, in the deepest part of every human being, a goodness that is absolutely natural and uncontrived. This understanding is about as far away from the notion of ‘original sin’ as we could ever get. In our western world, the notion of original sin has gone so deep that it permeates many of the basic structures of our thought, belief, and perception. We see things that are wrong, broken or evil in ourselves and in the world, without any awareness of a deeper ground, a more fundamental nature that is always available.

To awaken to basic goodness engages us in a radically different kind of life. Poets like Mary Oliver glimpse this new way of living:

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting,

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.


How do we begin to see, to recognize, this basic goodness?

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Saturday, September 13, 2008
Lifeletter #30--The Movement of Love

I spent five days in August at a retreat in the mountains. Our theme was Everything Changes. We engaged in a number of different contemplations, meditations and inquiries. One of my favorite questions was, “Do I really know that I will not die today?” As you can imagine, to sit alone and really open to such questions can be deeply challenging.

One night I was sitting beside a young man about 30 years old. I was right in the middle of a very difficult experience, when I heard him softly say ‘Help’. Immediately a strong sense rose up in me that I was in no position to help anyone. It was one of those moments that you’d like to wriggle right out of, if you could. I sat there, wishing that I was in a more balanced and grounded state, and hoping that I had not really heard what I had heard.

It was very quiet. And then it came again, just a soft voice, out of the darkness: “Help.” I realized there was no getting out of this one. My mind was telling me that I could not do anything for this person beside me. I was not feeling well at all. I didn’t know what to do, so I sat there and allowed myself not to know. It was not easy to allow that, even though it was the plain and simple truth of my experience. And then, right in the same moment that my mind was saying, “I can’t do this,” I felt another kind of energy move me toward him, quite effortlessly.

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Monday, March 10, 2008
Lifeletter #26- Invisible Thought Streams

Many years ago in Ottawa, I went swimming one Friday afternoon in the lake. For some reason, the lake water, along with the wax in my ears, swelled up and plugged my ears completely. I couldn’t hear a thing. My doctor could not see me until Monday afternoon, so I spent 3 whole days in a state of total deafness. 
On Monday, the doctor cleared my ears with a jet of water. What happened next only lasted about 2 minutes, but I’ll never forget it. Because I had been so deaf, when my hearing suddenly returned I found myself listening to the whole field of sound, all at once. In that field were thousands of tiny tinkling sounds that I had never heard before.  I felt as if I had fallen into a vast web of sound, an enormous symphony of little chirping microscopic noises. I sat there for 2 or 3 minutes, dumbfounded, until my normal sense of hearing returned and the beautiful soft sounds disappeared from my conscious awareness. 

Something happened to me recently that was very much like that experience in Ottawa . It all began with gratitude. Over the last while some miracles have happened in my life. I don’t really know how or why these powerful blessings have emerged. I call them miracles because they appeared all of a sudden, for no reason that I know of.  Events like these do not explain themselves! They remain forever connected to a profound sense of mystery.

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Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Lifeletter #25-Give Yourself a Break

I’ve been thinking lately about all the years I’ve spent working with people, and how much of that work has been centered around unraveling our fixed sense of identity. One of my ‘Gift of Presence’ students called it “a joyous unraveling.” There are an infinite number of ways that we can relate to our identity, our ego, our sense of separate self.  Some people want to understand their ego, some want to improve it, some want to destroy it.  And of course some people just want to dress it up and take it out.

There is a lot of controversy in spiritual circles about all this. What to do? How to proceed? Do I embrace my identity? Do I expand it, do I dissolve it?  Is it real? Is it an illusion? Do I need therapy, or coaching, or meditation? Or three years in an ashram? I don’t think so.

The whole conundrum seems so much simpler to me now than it used to. I think that’s because I’ve learned to trust my own experience, and the experience of my students and friends. For me, the simple truth of the matter is this: we all get tired of ourselves!  Being a separate person all the time is exhausting. That’s why it’s so hard on people when they can’t sleep. Sleep is a total release from our whole waking-state identity.

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