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Present Moments in China<br />

by Jamie Burnett<br />

Iread the last issue of <strong>The</strong> <strong>Mindfulness</strong> <strong>Bell</strong> with surprise<br />

and great joy. I had justvisited many of the same places that<br />

Thay and others had traveledto in China. How small our planet<br />

isand how interrelated we all are! Ivisited China for the first<br />

time to attend the Fourth World Conference on Women, Non-<br />

Governmental Organizations (NGO), in Huairou. Attending<br />

the meetingwasan honor and a pleasure,allowing me to meet<br />

women from all over the world, learn about their lives, and<br />

share my life with them.<br />

<strong>The</strong>re were over 30,000 women at the NGO Conference,<br />

approximately 3,000 workshops, countless other presentations,<br />

and many opportunities to share experiences. Reports in<br />

the American pressbefore the conference hadme anticipating<br />

much physical discomfort there. While I did have some momentsof<br />

discomfort, Ialso experienced much joy. For me, all<br />

of the moments were present moments filled with wonder. My<br />

practice enabled me to be present for so many of these moments.<br />

Every day, every hour, "breathing in, breathing out"<br />

calmed me and brought me fully into the present moment,<br />

enabling me to experience all of my emotions.<br />

I would like to share two examples. My practice allowed me<br />

to be "with" a woman standing next to me aswe waited inthe<br />

rain for lunch for almostan hour. I was able to be in the moment<br />

with her—with the rain, the chill, and the discomfort—and<br />

open to learn about her life as a Palestinian woman, her<br />

struggles and her joys. I was also able to share my struggles and<br />

joys with her.<br />

My practice also allowed me to be present for long bus rides<br />

on not very comfortable buses. One morning, I took a busfrom<br />

Huairou to Beijing, and ended up in the backof the busseated<br />

behind a Vietnamese woman and an American woman. <strong>The</strong><br />

Vietnamese woman had not had an opportunity to rest since<br />

arriving at the conference, and the bus was very noisy and<br />

uncomfortable. Although Iwanted very much to talk withthe<br />

Vietnamese woman, between her fatigue and the noise level on<br />

the bus, it was clear that a conversation would not be possible.<br />

I found myself breathing in and out, steadying myself,<br />

being with the moment—with the clankingopen windows, the<br />

roar of the engine and the wind, the vibration through the thinly<br />

cushioned seat and even thinner floorboards, the thick dust<br />

mingling with the exhaust fumesin the air, the heavy damp heat<br />

of the morning, and the brightsun reflecting offthe white metal<br />

interior of the bus. I was also aware of my own fatigue, the<br />

smell of so many bodies close together on a very hot, sunny<br />

day, and odors of different foods the womenfromAfrica seated<br />

behind me were eating and offering to everyone on the bus.<br />

Breathing in, I calm my body.<br />

Breathing out, I smile.<br />

Dwelling in the present moment,<br />

I know this is a wonderful moment.<br />

How many millions of times that gatha has centered me and<br />

15<br />

brought me back to my true self in the last seven years!<br />

<strong>The</strong> Vietnamese woman seatedinfront of me begantofall<br />

asleep and her head slowly, gently drifted toward the American<br />

woman sitting next to her until her head rested on the<br />

shoulder of the American. I breathed and remembered a<br />

generation ago when this woman's country and mine were<br />

locked in bloody battle. I wondered if she, too, had lost a<br />

beloved brother in that war; if she, too, had a mother whose<br />

heart was broken and a niece who never had the chance to<br />

know her father.<br />

After afew minutes of sleep, the Vietnamese woman was<br />

awakened by ajolt from the bus. She looked startled and a little<br />

frightened as she realized she had laidher head on the American<br />

woman's shoulder. <strong>The</strong>n she laughed shyly and bowed<br />

veryslightly to her seat mate. In my heart, I bowed back to her.<br />

Jamie Burnett lives in Bethesda, Maryland.<br />

Embracingthe Fourth Precept<br />

by Eurydice Hirsey<br />

During the summer at Plum Village in 1994, my<br />

husband, Barry Roth, was ordainedas a Dharma teacher;<br />

I took the Fourteen Precepts of the Order of Interbeing; and<br />

our son, Matthew, took the Five Wonderful Precepts. After<br />

returning home, we all looked deeply into ourfamily life with<br />

mindful discernment, and rededicated ourselves to cultivating<br />

a more engaged lifestyle. Wefelt a heightened awareness<br />

of the great need for social justice and, last June, we participated<br />

in a human rights delegation to Guatemala with six<br />

other peace activists.<br />

Although Buddhism has not been widely cultivated in<br />

Central America, the spiritual practices of the indigenous<br />

Mayan culture are filled with a truth inherent in all spiritual<br />

traditions.We did not meet anyone who had not lost a family<br />

member either to disappearances, murder, or torture. While<br />

their pain was a constant companion, anger was not. Love, not<br />

anger, motivated them.<br />

Seeing, hearing, and touching the very heart of suffering in<br />

Guatemala brought tovivid life the deep need for <strong>The</strong> Fourth<br />

Precept. You cannot close your eyes to the truth in Guatemala—the<br />

dismal effects of profound poverty and a long<br />

history of murder and repression are everywhere. You are<br />

forced to witness in the banal, a legacy of centuries of brutal<br />

human rights abuses. Yet, in the midst of this ocean of samsara,<br />

we felt a reservoirof hope, kindness,and deep resolve among<br />

the Mayan people—a resolve to end the suffering nonviolently;<br />

a resolve to bring out the truth in order to transform it;<br />

a resolve to create anew. Inthe steamy jungles and denserain<br />

forests of Guatemala, the depth of mindful awareness shines<br />

a very steady light on compassion and determination.<br />

Eurydice Hirsey, True Precious Light, is a chiropractic physician<br />

in the Greater Boston area.

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