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Colors of the Dharma: The Fourth Annual Conference
of Western Buddhist Monastics
by Venerable Thubten Chodron©
Four years ago, some nuns from the Tibetan
tradition were musing how wonderful it would be to have Western
monastics from the various Buddhist traditions in the USA meet together.
Thus was born a series of annual conferences. All were interesting,
but the fourth, which was held Oct 17-20, 1997, at Shasta Abbey
CA, was special. Shasta Abbey is a community of 30-35 monastics,
established by Reverend Master Jiyu in the early 70s. A bhikshuni,
she trained in Soto Zen, so her disciples follow the Zen teachings
and are celibate. They were very welcoming, and my overwhelming
feeling at our first meal together was how wonderful it was to sit
in a room filled with "altruistic closely-shaven ones,"
as my friend calls us. I didn't need to explain what my life is
about to these people; they understood.
There were twenty participants, Western monastics
from the Theravada, Tibetan, Soto Zen, Chinese, Vietnamese, and
Korean traditions. The collage of colors was beautiful. The theme
of our time together was "training," and each session
a monastic gave a brief presentation that sparked a discussion.
I won't pretend that this is a complete or impartial view of the
conference. Shared below are some of the points that sparked my
interest the most. The first evening we had introductions, a welcome
session, prayers and meditation, and a tour of the abbey. All of
us were amazed at what the community has created together. Many
of the monastics have been there for over twenty years, a kind of
stability seldom seen anywhere in America these days. Clearly, the
monastic life and that community were working for them.
Saturday morning Reverend Eko, the abbot
of Shasta Abbey since Reverend Jiyu's passing last year, talked
about their training. A monastery is a religious family. It's not
a business, a school, or a group of individuals competing with or
knocking into each other. The reason one goes to a monastery is
to be a monastic, so learning, practice and meditation are foremost.
A second reason is to be part of a community. Community
life itself is our practice because living with others puts us right
up in front of ourselves. We keep bumping into our own prejudices,
judgements, attachments and opinions and have to own them and let
them go, instead of blaming others. Novice
training focuses on helping us become more flexible and give up
clinging to our opinions and insisting that things be done how we
want them to. Too much formality in the training makes us stiff,
too little and we lose the sense of gratitude and respect so important
for progress. A third reason for going to a monastery is to offer
service to others, but with care not to reify our service into an
ego-identity of "my work" or "my career."
Venerable Tenzin Kacho, a bhikshuni in the Tibetan
tradition, talked about teacher training. I noticed that those monastics
who were just beginning to teach were concerned with learning teaching
techniques in order to give clear talks. But for those who have
been teaching for some time, the issue was how to be a good spiritual
guide and how to work with students' lack of appreciation or negative
projections. Years ago, Ajahn Chah said that if we try to please
our students, we will fail as teachers. A teacher's duty is to say
and do what is beneficial for the student, not what will make him
or her well-liked or attract a lot of people. Especially, as monastics,
we shouldn't depend on having students. We don't need to draw a
crowd in order to get sufficient dana to support a family. We live
simply, and our purpose is to practice, not to please students,
become famous or establish big Dharma centers. As a teacher, we
should be like a garbage pit: students will dump their rubbish on
us, but if we accept it without hurt or blame, then it decomposes
and the pit never fills up. Because sentient beings' minds are untamed,
it is not unusual for them to misinterpret their teachers' actions
and project faults on their teachers. When students have problems
with their teacher, we can refer them to another teacher or member
of the monastic community to help them at that time. Reverend Jiyu
said that having students could be the "biggest grief."
At the end of the conference, I asked one junior member what touched
him the most that weekend. He said it was hearing his own teachers
say how difficult it was when they tried to help students, and the
students, their buttons pushed, got angry in return. "It made
me stop and think," he said, "When have I done that to
them?"
That evening I spoke about thought training,
emphasizing the "taking and giving" meditation and ways
to transform adverse circumstances into the path. Taking and giving
is a turnabout from our usual attitude, for here we develop compassion
that wishes to take others' suffering onto ourselves and love wishing
to give others all of our own happiness. Then we imagine doing just
that. Of course, the question arose, "What happens if I do
that, get sick and then can't practice?" This led into a lively
discussion about our multiple layers of self-centeredness and our
rigid concept of self. Giving all the blame to the self-centered
thought is a way to transform adverse circumstances into the path,
because we experience adversity due to the negative karma we created
in the past under the influence of self-centeredness. Therefore,
recognizing that this self-preoccupation is not the intrinsic nature
of our mind but an adventitious attitude, it is only fitting to
blame it, not other sentient beings, for our problems. I shared
with them the time I offered to help a fellow practitioner and he
told me off instead. For once, I remembered this way of thinking
and gave all the pain to my self-centered attitude. The more he
criticized, the more I passed it on to the self-centeredness, which
is my real enemy, the actual source of my suffering. At the end,
atypical for me, my mind was actually happy, not in turmoil, after
being cut apart.
Sunday morning Ajahn Amaro from the Thai
forest tradition spoke on Vinaya training (monastic discipline).
"What is living in precepts all about? Why was our teacher,
the Buddha, a monk?" he asked. When the mind is enlightened, living
a life of non-harmfulness -- that is, living according to the precepts
-- automatically follows. It's the natural expression of an enlightened
mind. The Vinaya is how we would behave if we were enlightened. Initially when the Buddha first
formed the sangha, there were no precepts. He set up the various
precepts in response to one monastic or another acting in an unenlightened
way. Although the precepts are many, they boil down to wisdom and
mindfulness. The Vinaya helps us establish our relationship to the
sense world and live simply. The precepts make us ask ourselves,
"Do I really need this? Can I be happy without that?"
and thus steer us towards independence. They also heighten our mindfulness,
for when we transgress them, we ask ourselves, "What in me
didn't notice or care about what I was doing?"
The Vinaya makes all the monastics equal: everyone,
regardless of his or her previous social status or current level
of realization, dresses the same, eats the same, keeps the same
precepts. On the other hand, there are times when one person or
another is respected. For example, we heed the Dharma advice of
our seniors (those ordained before us), no matter their level of
learning or realization. Serving the elders is to benefit the juniors
-- so they can learn selfless behavior -- not to make the seniors
more comfortable. In other situations, we follow whoever is in charge
of a certain work, regardless of how long that person has been ordained.
When someone -- a friend, student or even teacher
-- acts inappropriately, how do we deal with it? In a monastic community
we have a responsibility to help each other. We point out others'
mistakes not to make them change so that we will be happier, but
to help them grow and reveal their Buddha nature. To admonish someone,
the Vinaya gives us five guidelines: 1) ask for the other's permission,
2) wait for an appropriate time and place, 3) speak according to
the facts, not hearsay, 4) be motivated by loving-kindness, and
5) be free of the same fault yourself.
Saturday afternoon was "robes around the
world," a veritable Buddhist fashion show. Each tradition in
turn showed their various robes, explained their symbolism, and
demonstrated the intricacies of getting them on (and keeping them
on!). Several people later told me that this was a highlight of
the conference for them: it was the physical demonstration of the
unity of the various traditions. At first glance, our robes look
different: maroon, ochre, black, brown, gray, orange, various lengths
and widths. But when we looked closer at the way the robes were
sewn, we found that each tradition had the three essential robes
and each robe was made of the same number of strips stitched together.
Patches of cloth stitched together is the symbol
of a simple life, a life in which one is willing to give up the
immediate pleasures of the external world in order to develop inner
peace and ultimately in order to benefit others. This is the quality
I noticed in the people present at the conference. No one was trying
to be a big teacher, make a name for themselves, set up a big organization
of which they were head. No one was complaining about their teachers
or anyone else's teachers. No, these people were just doing their
practice, day after day. There was a quality of transparency about
them: they could talk about their weaknesses and failures and not
feel vulnerable. I could see that the Dharma worked. There were
qualities about those who had been ordained for twenty years that
aren't found in the average person, or even in the newly-ordained.
These people had a unique level of acceptance of themselves and
others, a certain long-range vision, constancy and commitment.
Sunday evening we discussed the student-teacher
relationship and how it fits in our practice. One monk said that
he sought out his teacher because he wanted help to do what he knew
needed to be done in the spiritual path. At first there seemed to
be a big difference in the importance of the teacher-student relationship
and the way it was to be cultivated and used in the practice of
each tradition. However, thinking about it more, a unity emerged: our teachers recognize a far greater
potential in us than we see in ourselves, and they challenge us
to the core in order to help us bring this out. A
Theravada monk told the story of a Western monk who was upset with
Ajahn Chah and went to tell him his mistakes. As the student railed
on and on about Ajahn's faults, Ajahn Chah listened intently, and
at the end said, "It's a good thing that I'm not perfect, otherwise
you'd think enlightenment was somewhere outside yourself."
A Zen monastic said that whenever a student started to idolize Reverend
Master Jiyu and become too dependent, she would start clicking her
false teeth around in her mouth while they had tea. A Tibetan nun
told of Zopa Rinpoche keeping his students up until the wee hours,
teaching on and on, while they struggled either to stay awake or
to deal with their anger at having to do something virtuous for
so long when they wanted to go to sleep. When the teacher is wise
and compassionate, and the student is aware, sincere and intelligent,
life itself becomes the teaching.
Each evening, post-session discussions lasted
into the night. There was a genuine thirst to learn more about each
other's practices and experiences and to use that knowledge to enhance
our own. As Monday morning came, everyone felt a deep sense of appreciation
at the dependently-arising event we had shared in and strong faith
and gratitude for the Buddha, our common teacher. After meditation
and prayers, we met together and each monastic said a dedication
from his or her heart, and then the winds of karma blew the leaves
in different directions as we parted.
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