Forest Path - Amaravati Buddhist Monastery
Forest Path - Amaravati Buddhist Monastery
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Acceptance, forgiveness and deep<br />
blue empathy … Going home<br />
Tan Acalo<br />
It had been three years since I’d spent any time in the country of<br />
my birth. Recently I unexpectedly had the opportunity to return<br />
to Australia with one of my teachers. Tan Ajan Anan had been<br />
invited to Melbourne to visit a newly established meditation<br />
hermitage and to give teachings at the local <strong>Buddhist</strong> society.<br />
Several other monks were going and we would be passing<br />
through the cities of Sydney and Canberra, staying in Thai wats<br />
and then later going onward to Melbourne. From Melbourne I<br />
would take leave of my teacher and travel to Queensland to<br />
spend time with my mother and father. As a monk, one tries to<br />
practise in all situations. Going to Australia I would be being<br />
close to the members of my family. I would have to honour our<br />
own relationship and also their relationships with others. I<br />
would have to be considerate of their lifestyles and views yet at<br />
the same time I must maintain my own loyalties. The following<br />
article explores some of the challenges along with what were to<br />
me some of the more significant and moving times.<br />
An incident that happened last year is a good way to introduce Tan<br />
Ajan Anan. It was the middle of my second rains retreat and I was<br />
staying for the first time at a Wat Nong Pa Phong branch monastery<br />
where everyone, except for myself and another English-speaking<br />
monk, was Thai. In one evening meditation session I was concerned<br />
about myself. I was stuck in a negative mood that just wouldn’t<br />
move. All the other monks appeared so sweet and kind and I was<br />
sitting there being angry thinking about what was wrong with<br />
everyone and everything: “Maybe everyone else’s moods arise and<br />
pass away but maybe mine won’t! Maybe I’m just too defiled to be a<br />
monk”. Distantly I knew all these thoughts were silly yet somehow I<br />
couldn’t arrest them and it was very uncomfortable. The rains retreat<br />
can be a tense or difficult period and most monks at some time<br />
or other in it’s three month duration will experience some kind of