Tuesday, December 29, 2015

The Lotus Sutra

            Amazon: The Lotus Sutra

The new year is a period well suited for contemplating change. I have decided to change the way I think of "myself." With certainty that the "self" with a small "s" is construction of thought artifacts and having no tangible substance, it is possible change that construct, in the same way that a computer user interface can be adapted to the needs of the user. I no longer need to interface with the world using the construct of PTSD, its just not useful anymore. 

Today, I start reading my Christmas present, The Lotus Sutra. I'm not too familiar with this text, having concentrated on the Diamond and Heart Sutras, and the teachings Bodhidharma.  This text arrived at my hands through my best friend and wife, completely unbidden as wisdom usually does. The story that I recall from this sutra involves a girl who leaves her family's estate to see the world. The short version is that she loses her money, her pride, her ego and has basically hit rock bottom. She winds up at a rich land owner's house and asks for work in the stables. The land owner (who happens to be her father) agrees, and she works there for years until she finally wakes up realizes he is her father and that this was the home she left. In tears, she confesses to her father who is grateful to have her back and gives her her inheritance. I've been in the stables for years, and now feel like its time to wake up.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

    I found the below article "Get Busy Dying" from Joseph Rogers, Buddhist Chaplain posting on The Tattooed Buddha. I found this compelling since he refrains from bull shit, and puts it very bluntly that you will die as you have lived. There is no death bead enlightenment, salvation etc. There is only what you do with your life now.

The Tattoed Buddha

Friday, December 11, 2015

It's been a while

Well, I have to admit that it took a long time getting back to this blog. I went through a long dark night of the soul with PTSD and now I'm on the other side of it.  I think my focus for the time being will be on PTSD and how Buddhist practice helped me through it. I'm not totally out of the dark, but how I can I say that I will ever be? Dark and the light arise together, and I am still somewhat subject to the 10,000 things. Thank you Zen Mountain Monestary for your dharma talks. When I was curled up in a fetal position under my covers, you grounded me and brought me back to myself.

Chaplain Dyer, First Military Buddhist Chaplain.