Luminous Emptiness

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Three Asparas at Angkor Wat

Big Doubt and Groundlessness

After a particularly strong meditation experience this weekend, I was reflecting on one aspect of Zen and Tibetan Buddhism.

In meditation, my sense of all dharmas being Empty was clearer than is often the case. There was nothing I could latch onto, nothing that I could hold in my mind which didn’t melt away as soon as awareness illuminated it. Like butter on a hot knife, whereever I looked, its solidity melted away.

Groundlessness – Painting by Meena Matai
Groundlessness – Painting by Meena Matai

The ground was groundless

This particular meditation the sense of groundlessness was particularly pronounced. Not only couldn’t I hold onto anything and call it a ‘thing’, but the sense of there being nothing I could hold onto as a ground, as a sense of foundation, or stability, or platform from which to view or see was also really pronounced. There was no ‘me’, no ‘awareness’, no vantage point from which to have perspective, or identity. Nothing else. Period.

And yet, much of the time in life, there’s a confident sense of perspective, a sense of ‘knowing how things are’, of being somehow on top of things, or at least being able to work with things as they are. That life is ‘workable’, and that practice is ‘doable’. Yet all that has a subtle, or not so subtle sense of ground there, from which all can be accomplished.

This weekend the ground was missing!

No me, no nothing! Yet all things appear!

This led me to reflect on Zen and Tibetan Buddhism, as I mentioned above. It struck me that the notion of doubt was really central to Zen practice. Whatever arises, whatever we think we know, well, let it go, don’t grasp it, just let it go, and question further. Any answers we think we have, let them go in doubt, and go deeper. Any sense of identity, any sense of ground, let it go, in doubt.

This sense of doubt is really fundamental to Zen. Han Shan wrote:

A little doubt,– a little enlightenment.

A big doubt,– a big enlightenment.

Refraining from doubt,

— one doesn’t become enlightened.

Han Shan

The more doubt we bring to bear (i.e. the less we accept anything as it appears to be) then the more Enlightenment opens up for us.

Contrasting Zen with Tibetan Buddhism

And it struck me how contrasting this was in a sense from Kagyu practice. (only in a sense!!). Central here is Guru Devotion … the field of blessings of the lineage masters, which ripens and matures our minds, allowing Realisation to open out within its field of blessings.

Kagyu Dharma and Mahamudra emphasise at the level of relative truth this cultivation of Devotion, and of openness to blessings.

Why I said ‘only in a sense’ above, is that this devotion, and those that respond to this devotion, are not seen as ‘really existing’ … they are just the play of the mind, and ultimately empty. So in a sense, there’s big doubt here too …. coz nothing is latched onto, nothing is seen as more than images reflected in mind, in the way that images are reflected on water.

Big doubt opens up groundlessness

But the notion of doubt, of big doubt, seems a nice angle from which to open up the groundlessness of things, the lack of anything to hold onto … to have a sense of security as a result of.

No Refuge even, let alone egoistic sense of me.

All empty yet apparent ….. whatever arises, just let it go, coz you can’t grasp it as a means to security.

No Buddha, no God, no Reality, no Path, no Me, no Doubt, no Nothing!

Yet everything appears, in its place, like a dream, a magicians illusion, a bubble in a stream ….

How wonderous indeed this dance of appearances, simultaneously full and empty!

Haiku

Leaf caught in a web;

A breeze blows,

The leaf stirs.

Chodpa

Sleep … the Final Frontier!

Captain Kirk may have been right as far as exploration of the ‘outer realms’ was concerned, but for my ‘inner exploration’ I’ve no doubt whatsoever what the hardest aspect of practice is, and which has remained stubbornly resistant to transformation … Sleep, or rather … the lack of it!

No other aspect of life has had such a dramatic and obvious effect on my ability to both see and work with my mental states. No other aspect of experience seems to dominate the mental events landscape so colourfully as sleep deprivation does.

Sleep Deprivation
Sleep Deprivation

My first beginnings with meditation and then Dharma coincided with the birth of my first child, my darling daughter. As any parent knows, with babies/toddlers comes lack of sleep, and lots of it. Those early years were frequently characterised as what might be called ‘rear guard actions’, defensive strategies for dealing with that lack of sleep. There was little I could do about getting more sleep.

The Catch-22 of lack of sleep

When so deprived, my patience levels dropped, my inclination towards ill-will heightened, and my ability to see what was going on (and therefore do anything about it before something ‘automatic’ happened) was dramatically diminished. It was one of those spiritual Catch-22’s … the problem seemed inherently difficult to solve. The lack of sleep led to all sorts of negative mental states, and the dullness that permeated my mind made it especially difficult to attempt to transform them. Dullness is of course the epitome of this … a negative mental state with it’s own protection built-in – the diminishing of awareness.

Well, 15 years later, and 2 more kids on, sleep deprivation is still a major aspect of life. Until a few weeks back, my two year old toddler was waking around 6 times a night for bottles of milk and comfort. The effect on my sleep (and my wife’s!!!) was dramatic, and provided a challenge of continuing freshness.

Fortunately for me, my years of working with whatever was, with however things were, had paid off in the ability to largely accept the ground as it was, and relatively patiently work with the bounds of the actually possible. Sleep deprivation, though it still coloured my daytime experience, was is no way a crippling handicap to mental cultivation, but had become just one more interesting arena within which my endless watching of the nature of things played out its hand. Tired or fresh, happy or sad, inspired or not it makes virtually no difference .. it’s still mind, it’s still appearances seeming to arise, it’s still impossible to grasp and ultimately empty.

The workability of sleep deprivation

Having said that, it still colours things more than most and still presents particular difficulties in workability. But no longer do I crave to not experience it, and no longer is it any sort of barrier to successful cultivation.

And, two weeks back, we started a program of ‘controlled crying’ with my toddler, teaching him to put himself back to sleep without the bottles and intervention. Following a so-called expert in a book, the technique has worked like a dream, with my son waking an average of once a night for a brief cry, but putting himself back to sleep within a minute or so. I still lay there wide awake at night, unused after all those years to being able to sleep throughout the night. But conditions change, arenas of practice alter, and the ‘work’ goes on, looking … deeply … and gently nursing my karmic inheritance in conducive directions.

Sleep …. The Final Frontier …. Hardly overcome, but at least partially transformed!

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