Thursday, August 28, 2008

Van Halen as Buddhists? You Bet They Are "Right Now"!



Van Halen's great rock anthem "Right Now" might also be one of the best Buddhist songs out there.

Who can beat these lyrics for stressing mindfulness and living in the moment?

(Right now) Hey! It's your tomorrow
(Right now) Come on, it's everything
(Right now) Catch that magic moment
And do it right, right now (Right now)
Oh, right now!

It's what's happening
Right here and now
Right now, it's right now
Oh!
Tell me, what are ya waitin' for?
Turn this thing around


Van Halen--Buddha's rockin' little helpers!

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Friday, July 18, 2008

Correction, Fleetwood Mac: Don't Stop Thinking about the Moment

I love Fleetwood Mac.

Great songs, great lyrics, great musicians, great presence.

But perhaps the Christine McVie penned song, "Don't Stop," isn't exactly a page from Buddha:

Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow,
Don't stop, it'll soon be here,
It'll be, better than before,
Yesterdays gone, yesterdays gone.

Not exactly a lesson of mindfully living in the moment. Sounds like a prescription for lots of "shenpa"--dis-ease.

Anyway, here's a Buddha-like rewrite:

Don't stop, thinking about the moment,
Don't stop, it's all we ever have.
It'll be better to be in the present,
Yesterday's gone, tomorrow's not here.

Ok, not as bouncy or as catchy but probably a little better prescription for mindful living.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Hillary Clinton Makes Anger Management Hard for This Buddhist


Hillary Clinton's recent comments in Sioux Falls, SD about hanging around in case of assassination (of a certain other candidate who I support) made me blow a cog.

How she can continually say such mindless, er, unmindful things, (i.e., like being shot at in Bosnia when she wasn't) is beyond me.

It's enough to make a Buddhist grab for his Thich Nhat Hahn patented portable anger mirror just to make sure my face is not too red or too contorted after listening to such unthinking statements.

Boy, she makes me mad! Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Breathe, Grasshopper, Breathe.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Which Is More Important?

Which is more important? Being or becoming? Seems to me that society puts too much emphasis on becoming, which can never be achieved versus being, which is something we can all be in the moment.

Talk amongst yourselves and discuss.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Who Is the Most Buddha-like Candidate--McCain, Clinton, or Obama?

I'll be writing about the more extensively later, but which candidate is the most Buddha-like? Is it John McCain, Hillary Clinton, or Barack Obama?

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Can Your Dog Heal? Can You Heal Your Dog?


As a lawyer, I am man of logic, law, reason, and evidence.

I deal with proof of certain propositions, not mere speculation or fantasy.

This training and mindset spills over into my spiritual life. I have problems with most organized religions that ask me to suspend my logic and desire for evidence.

Instead, Buddhism appeals to me as the Dali Lama has said that if science should prove some aspect of Buddhism incorrect, Buddhists should accept that, as Buddhism is a philosophy of reason.

So, consider me skeptical when it comes to mysticism and miracles.

There's just no logic or reason to most examples.

However. . .

Last night, my ten year old schnauzer Thunder was in great discomfort. He could barely walk. He could not lift up his back legs from a sitting position.

In the last month or two, he's been to a couple of veterinarians to try and figure out what is wrong with him. My new vet thinks Thunder has some bad discs in his back that pinch and give him problems.

My good friend Ray Ellis from Houston, a very devout Christian, had told me about instances of his congregations putting their hands on sick parishioners and healing them. Frankly, I thought Ray was full of it. But Ray is also a very intelligent, reasonable, and educated person.

And I thought of my own enjoyment of massage and how I always feel better afterward.

So, before bedtime last night, I picked up Thunder, who was shaking in pain. I placed him in bed with me and and put my hand on him. His heart was racing. I could tell he was suffering. He was tense. But eventually, he relaxed, his shivering stopped, and he fell off to sleep.

I thought I'd try Ray's "laying of hands" on my dog. I figured there was nothing to lose.

This morning when I awoke, Thunder greeted me from the floor--he had obviously jumped off the bed sometime before I awoke.

He was running around and trying to let me know that he had to go out.

While he wasn't yet back to his pre-sickness form of a couple months ago, he was definitely feeling better.

And he still is tonight.

I don't know what to make of it. The veterinarians also talk about "kenneling" as a therapeutic treatment for dogs. In other words, you put them in their kennel so they rest and don't move around a bunch. Perhaps Thunder's back had simply re-aligned over night.

But all I know was I had a dog who was feeling and acting much better than he was eight hours before.

Maybe, just maybe, there is something to this "laying of hands" and its healing powers. My jury is still out. But Exhibit A for that proposition is a schnauzer in Harrisburg. My schnauzer touched my my hands.

Photo of hands taken by Flickr user "Your Guide" and used under Creative Commons License.

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Sunday, January 13, 2008

Meditation--Or At Least Sitting Quietly--As Defragmenting the Mind


I will admit to you that I am not good at meditation.

I have trouble sitting still on a cushion and completely zoning out.

But I am getting pretty good a just sitting still and calming my mind.

Saturday, my son Matt had a 7th grade basketball tournament in Alcester, SD, a small town about forty miles from where we live. Between the first and second game, there was about a three hour span. After talking to some of the parents, players, and my son, getting something to eat, and reading the local news paper, there was still plenty of time to "kill."

So, I decided I'd spend at least a half hour just sitting in a folding chair by the door to the gym and try not to think about anything.

I was largely successful.

While I came to no great insights into the meaning of life, my mind was clearer and calmer than when I began. And, just sitting there quietly was almost a form of invisibility. Life proceeded around me as kids joyfully went about the business of playing basketball and hanging out with their teammates.

As I "snapped out" of my basketball zazen, it did occur to me that what I was doing was akin to what I do on my computer once in a while--degragmenting or "defragging" the hard drive so program files are closer together and thus run more efficiently. I also think some deletion goes along with the defragging as needless "files" get eliminated while sitting quietly or meditating.

So, I had a good time watching my son and his team play, talking to parents--and defragmenting my mind--all during a morning at a basketball tournament.

Photo: My son Matt, a small forward for the Harrisburg 7th grade Tigers, drives the basket against an Alcester-Hudson player. I was not meditating at the time of taking this photo but fully aware of the game.

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