Soon after he attained enlightenment, the Buddha went walking. He was probably wild to stretch his legs because he was sitting under the Bodhi tree for forty days, according to legend (some scholars believe this not a literal number but an ancient expression for “a very long time”…..forty days in the desert, at sea, under the tree, etc.). But he also walked in the spirit of looking at the world with new eyes. What else would you do after you saw the very heart of reality? Everything probably looked astonishing.
His radiance, his je ne sais quoi, was so striking that another man passing by stopped him in his tracks.
“What are you?” the man asked the Awakened One. “Are you a god?”
“No,” the Buddha replied, probably with a serene smile.
“Are you a wizard, then?”
“Are you a man?”
This last answer probably confounded the man. What was left? It annoyed me when I first heard it because a big draw of Buddhism is the repeated assurance that the Buddha is an ordinary human being just like the rest of us. His example is meant to inspire us. If he can do it, we can do it! And yet here comes the news that he is not like us. What changed after his enlightenment? It wasn’t what he gained but what he lost. The fear, craving, and distraction you see in most eyes…..the endless flight and fight and freezing out of pain that drives the ego and our lives…..was gone. Completely gone.
The Buddha was not a man in the sense that he was liberated from all the “hindrances” that give the rest of us our charming quirks and trip wires. The glow he emanated was utter relief. He woke up from the fever dream of fearful separation that most of us endure. Lightened of all his emotional baggage, all his defenses, he looked at everything as if it was family. This did not mean a snake was not a snake. It meant it was familiar to him. He saw it through and through, so he didn’t have to fear it. It could not take him by surprise by pretending to be a stick.
The Buddha is sometimes called a doctor. He knew the best medicine for poisonous negativity, for destructive emotions and inside and outside, is not positivity but warmth, acceptance. From that first walk, he expressed the ease of attitude and kind attention that literally shares a root with kin. He woke up to see all life was kindred, intricately and inextricably related. And he was part of it.
What is forgiveness? What enables people to forgive? Why do we even choose to forgive those who have harmed us?
Every wisdom tradition on the planet emphasizes that compassion and forgiveness are the quintessence of the holy……and to forgive is probably the toughest spiritual practice we will face in life.
I don’t like to talk about my own personal experience of forgiveness, although some of the things people have done or tried to do to me are close to what I’d consider unforgivable. I don’t talk about these things because I have witnessed so many incredible people who, despite experiencing atrocity and tragedy, have come to a point in their lives where they are able to forgive.
To forgive is not just to be altruistic. It is the best form of self-interest. It is also a process that does not exclude hatred and anger. These emotions are all part of being human. You should never hate yourself for hating others who do terrible things: the depth of your love is shown by the extent of your anger.
However, when I talk of forgiveness I mean the belief that you can come out the other side a better person. A better person than the one being consumed by anger and hatred. Remaining in that state locks you in a state of victimhood, making you almost dependent on the perpetrator.
Forgive we must in order to release the caustic energy festering within us, making us sick, and separating us from our highest Self…..and from each other. Forgive because we recognize that we are all flawed, all broken to some degree, all traumatized, all human. Ignore the story and see the soul. The people who have hurt us may be assholes, but they are also children of God (the Universe……Brahma) like we all are.
So give them back to God. Pray they learn, heal, and open to love. It is this forgiveness that unites, and it is this forgiveness that heals. And just when you think you’ve fully forgiven, forgive again. This process takes time, but it’s worth it; in the end, you get your Self back. Fully and whole.
I could not transcend suffering until I forgave the people who have hurt me the most and every other harasser, manipulator, and abuser. Forgiving them never once meant that I condoned their behavior. Not even a little bit. Forgiveness means I refuse to carry them, their energy, their wounds, and their story within me. As long as I stay stuck in the story, bound to them in negativity, I can never break free. Our commingled pain will continue to influence my present and my future choices and keep me disconnected from my truth.
What revolution would unfold if we truly embraced the teachings of the mystics? The truth is that we are here to awaken to the light, to the God within us and within all. How do we do that? By experiencing all of life, without creating separation. By healing the fractured parts of ourselves and accepting the gifts every one of our relationships has to give. By seeing the soul of every being as a pure expression of that person’s own divinity. Finally, by letting ourselves love the whole messy, chaotic, and beautiful process of “being” that can bring us home to the God within.
May these thoughts benefit us all in our search for peace and understanding, for mercy and forgiveness.
Lying in bed last night, I remembered that the Buddha believed he was a failure. Alone on a riverbank, split off from his yogi brothers, he broke his vows and took food offered by a young woman. Nourished by this simple act of kindness, he remembered a simple time from childhood. He had sat alone under a rose apple tree, watching his father and other men from his village plow the fields for spring planting. Peaceful and happy, with no adults bothering him, he could be open and attentive to life as it flowed around him.
The boy Buddha (Siddhartha) saw insect families tossed about by the plowing and felt a pang of compassion. He took this impression of equanimity, of being open to the flow of life, to joy and sorrow and all that arises, under the Bodhi tree. This memory of being kind and humble and selfless, became the bedrock of his enlightenment.Lying in bed in the dark, it dawned on me that the meaning of life, the real purpose of our presence here, is being attentive, being willing to go on seeing and keeping our hearts open…..not just for our sake but for the sake of others. We make ourselves available to life, opening our hearts to the passing flow of it, knowing we will blunder and get it wrong, but sometimes, more often than not, we will get it right. We do this even knowing that hearts will inevitably break because life is uncertainty and change and loss…..and sometimes life can be terribly harsh…..people can be brutal, jealous, petty and mostly ignorant (this I know to well). But sometimes when we are open, light floods the darkest chamber.
The following fable from the Vedic tradition serves as a beautiful reminder of something essential that is all too easily forgotten.
Many, many centuries ago, God was looking for a place to hide. You see, in those days She was receiving any and all who wanted to have an audience with Her. God’s doors were open 24/7. All you had to do was knock on Her palace doors, wait your turn, and you would be received. It’s no surprise that there was an endless line of devotees and seekers, as well as a lot of people who wanted stuff and who wanted to deliver their prayers directly to Her.
As was Her policy back then, God felt obliged to listen to each request. You can imagine that neither God, the angels, nor any of their attendants had a moment’s rest. There were far too many people to attend to and too many requests to be heard. Some people were asking for their next child to be a girl; others were asking for a rich harvest, for it to rain or to stop raining, for more money, for healing for a sick relative, for help to see the future or to attain some extraordinary power, or that God would relieve them of grief and fear. It all got to be so much that God didn’t have any time to attend to any godly business.
Having determined that something had to change, She convened all the greatest sages in order to discuss with them how to stem the constant flow of those looking to Her to fulfill all their desires and solve all their problems. The first sage suggested that they build Her a new palace at the highest point in the Himalayas, on Mount Everest. “No one has ever scaled Mount Everest,” the sage said. “You will be undisturbed for eternity, and thus the natural order will be restored.”
God shook Her head. “No,” she said. “In a day or two [the ancient teachings tell us that a day in God’s life is equivalent to a hundred thousand years in ours], human beings’ desire and determination will allow them to get to the top of Everest. We’ll need a different plan.
A second sage offered, “Let’s build your new castle on the moon. Human beings will never get to the moon. There you will have all the quiet and peace you can imagine, and the order of things will be restored.”
God just sighed and said, “No. In two or three days, human beings will find a way to get to the moon.”
At a loss, all the sages fell silent.
I have the answer,” God said. “I’ll put a small part of myself inside every person’s heart. It will be the last place they’ll look.
The clear moral of this fable is that a small piece of God is in every person’s heart. Indeed, this is one of the paramount and most enduring messages of the Vedic tradition and, as I’ve said, the basis for being able to savor your work in the world while never becoming enslaved by it. Knowing the unconditional and boundless joy whose permanent abode is in your heart is the foundation for living your life with moksha, a true sense of freedom and fearlessness. This should remind all of us how enriching…..in fact, invaluable…..it is to learn to be in your heart. However, the tantric tradition provides us with another way of interpreting this fable.
According to tantra, just below your heart center is something called the “ananda kanda“…..the “root of bliss”…..which is the source of the sublime contentment “enshrined” in or near your spiritual heart. If you are experiencing bliss, the teachings say, you are tapping into this root where your heart’s blissful nature blossoms completely and endlessly. Within this root of bliss is the “kalpa vriksha“, the wishing tree. The teachings suggest that when you bring your desires with enough resolve to this tree, the tree then bestows on you the fulfillment of those desires.
How do you place your desires by your wishing tree with enough resolve?
The Buddha’s teachings are dedicated to answering that question. In many ways, answering it is its abiding message: Know that the world and everything in it, including you, is inherently sacred. Honor your place in it by respecting yourself and committing to becoming what you truly aspire to be. Understand that there is a truth that lies within you and can only be known by a still mind. Resolve to discover your Higher Self by looking inward. Once you glimpse this inner dimension…..Essence, Source, Spirit…..ask what desires it would have you fulfill. Set out in service of these desires and the greater good. Then, in full faith, take the loftiest of these desires back to your Source, which dwells in your heart, and let it lead you to them.
Let the wisdom and love in your heart show you what and who you really are, then let it guide you. Present your heart with a vision of what you know it longs for and it will help you fulfill the aspirations that have been in it all along. Make these steps your life’s practice. In time, you will be richly rewarded and discover that for every step you have taken toward fulfilling your dreams, your dreams have taken a step toward you.