Today started out on a pretty intellectual bent. I read through "The Basic Concepts of Tibetan Buddhism". What is so interesting to be about Tibetan Buddhism is that it is a combination of so many things: Buddhism, Tantrism , and local Shamanistic beliefs. This gives it a much more ritualistic feel than Zen Buddhism for instance... and when reading about it, I always have the feeling that Tibetan Buddhism is so many things to so many different people, including rituals, shamanic practices, a whole pantheon of Gods and Goddesses, and of course the Buddhist meditations.
By midmorning I forget that I've started reading about the history of Buddhism and Tibetan Buddhism for fun and I start trying to find myself in the religion... I feel agitated, irritated with the dogs, and hungry. So I stop, raid the refrigerator for left overs and play with the dogs for a little while, but I still feel out of sorts.
Then on my drive to meet with a client of mine who's booked an energy work session I forget to be upset about the fact that I'm not a Tibetan Buddhist. I am in love with the bluffs which are finally showing signs of spring, in love with the river, and I remember who I am. Oh yeah, I'm just me, I'm just a person who happens to Love the Buddha and am inspired to do the Mantra for the Medicine Buddha and write about it the meditative and contemplative experiment for fun... I don't need a stamp of approval or to figure out what to call myself.
News on the Mantra Front: I have finally learned the short form in a pronunciation which at least mimics the Tibetan.
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