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My Dharma Pals – Tricycle: The Buddhist Evaluate

I walked a protracted and winding street earlier than I discovered dharma pals. I’d at all times thought meditation was mainly a solo affair. In my twenties, I bought a mantra from a Transcendental Meditation class and meditated twice a day alone in my condominium. After just a few years, I finished, after which a few years later I realized T’ai Chi Chih, a Qigong-infused transferring meditation. Besides when practising with my trainer a pair instances a month, and after I finally grew to become a trainer myself, I at all times did this observe of 19 repetitive actions alone in my condominium. It wasn’t till later that I found the which means of “dharma pals,” which in Sanskrit is kalyanamitra: “a religious pal” or “a virtuous pal.”

My first dharma pal might need been the bus driver on my sixty-mile, four-day-a-week commute into Manhattan and again. Often, I used to be the one individual on the bus for the primary twenty miles or so. I grew to become pleasant with the bus driver, and in the future he joked with me concerning the meditation observe I’d began on the bus. I wore giant noise-canceling headphones, and put a giant scarf round my shoulders, then placed on sun shades. This had the benefit of signaling to every other rider that it could be good in the event that they didn’t sit subsequent to me, or in the event that they did, they could additionally take pleasure in being quiet. The bus driver and I started to have conversations originally of the journey, and after fifteen minutes or so, I knew I had twenty minutes left to meditate in peace, on this very bumpy journey. Typically we’d discuss a bit longer, after which he would interrupt to admonish me and, smiling, remind me it was time to meditate. 

Once I moved to the following city, nonetheless on the identical bus line, and right into a twenty-six-story condominium constructing that was inexpensive housing for seniors, I started to show Tai Chi Chih, and, with one other tenant, began a weekly meditation group that drew a handful of residents per week. There was no formal observe. We performed ambient music within the background. There wasn’t a lot to say afterward, and other people have been busy transferring onto different issues. However these neighbors grew to become dharma pals, too.

Then, I met Sister Sylvia, who got here to each my class and meditation group and was in her late eighties. She was part of a small group of Dominican nuns whose Order transferred them to our constructing for retirement. The 2 of us determined to learn and examine Thich Nhat Hanh’s ebook, Residing Buddha, Residing Christ. She would carry a small Buddha figurine to accompany us whereas we took turns studying a paragraph or two out loud, which we might then focus on. She was actually a religious dharma pal. After all, when one lives in senior housing, individuals come and go. Jerry, one in all my T’ai Chi Chih college students within the constructing who was then 97, needed to transfer to a nursing house just a few miles away. So I began going there each Sunday to carry him the observe. After some time, two feminine residents, Marie and Jackie, joined us. Marie and Jackie have been each blind. Jerry was quick shedding his listening to. Nonetheless, we had nice conversations at excessive quantity, for a half hour or extra after the observe. We regularly talked about longevity and mortality, and the previous, infrequently about illness, or the longer term. They have been dharma pals: virtuous, certainly. 

Then the pandemic hit, all of the nursing properties have been restricted, and I may now not train there or go to.

Inside a month, I needed to shut my Manhattan workplace, the place I labored as a scientific social employee, and I began working remotely. I nonetheless haven’t returned to Manhattan. I missed town, and notably a thirty-minute lunchtime Mass I had began attending on the Episcopal church close to my workplace, the place, along with staff on break, homeless individuals, residents of the fairly posh neighborhood, and even vacationers at times used to attend. All of us took communion collectively, which I discovered to be a day by day reminder of our interdependency. I normally arrived early in order that I may sit quietly within the small backyard beside the church, and sit meditatively with my ideas. Eyes broad open.

A pal, who was delicate to my lack of the Mass, informed me concerning the New York Zen Heart for Contemplative Care, and that because the pandemic, they now had meditation periods on Zoom. Their noon sit grew to become an exquisite parallel to my lunchtime Mass, and I’ve been practising there ever since. About thirty to forty individuals from everywhere in the world—Germany, Eire, South Africa, the Philippines, Turkey, to call just a few—come to the noon sit. 

Progressively, I now not appeared on the mid-afternoon sit as a substitute for Mass, however felt, wholeheartedly, that I’d discovered myself on one other a part of that winding street, which has now led me to so many pals. 

Over time, it appears, it has grow to be a sangha. To start with, I didn’t count on that I’d make pals. I assumed, as standard, that meditating could be singular. I even suspected that with Zoom, it could be much more indifferent. But as individuals start accumulating in my front room through these little sq. movies, I’ve found that there’s extra connection obtainable than I ever thought doable on a pc display screen.

After thirty minutes of sitting, there are optionally available breakout rooms. A immediate from a Buddhist textual content is given and three to 4 individuals in every room get seven minutes to speak amongst themselves. It’s additionally made clear that one can discuss the rest, and even merely keep silent. Every day the breakout rooms refill with a unique group of individuals. Because the weeks went on I started to benefit from the anticipatory silence, as I waited for somebody to be the primary to leap in. By the way in which, it’s by no means me. 

With out requiring it, everybody is inspired to maintain their movies on. I really like seeing individuals’s rooms of their residences and homes, and even sometimes a yard. Typically a cat’s tail will seem, undulating throughout the display screen, or a canine barks “whats up.” Every day there’s a completely different configuration of dharma pals showing on the display screen, after which into the breakout room. 

These days, I’m usually reminded of the Three Jewels—the Buddha, dharma and sangha—and consider how all three appear to be current when my dharma pals come to sit down zazen, discuss for seven minutes on my display screen, and most of all, carry friendship to what many people are actually affectionately calling our “Zoomdo.”

I proceed to be amazed at how, wandering about for many years, I started, nonetheless, to search out pals who, in some way, maintain me on this winding path. Pals strolling with me, generally silently, even invisibly, different instances proper there on my pc display screen, every afternoon, providing phrases of encouragement, and validation of all of the anxieties and questions that come up. It makes me need to attempt to be a very good dharma pal, too.


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