Sunday, March 29, 2020

March 29, 2020

Special bows for today:
  • Please offer bows for Lisa McCrossen, Dainuri Rott’s niece, who is recovering from COVID-19
  • Please offer bows for Michael Tieri Ricaud, Dainuri Rott’s brother, who is suffering from MS
  • Please continue to offer bows for Jeff Ghazarian and his family; Jeff was a friend of Lilliana Mendez-Soto’s nephew; he died on March 19th at the age of 34 from COVID-19
  • Please continue to offer bows of well-being for Carmen Ibanez, Lidia Luna’s mother, who is recovering from surgery for sciatica
  • Please continue to offer bows of well-being for Rev. Les Kaye, Misha’s Zen teacher, who is undergoing chemotherapy for bladder cancer
  • Please continue to offer bows of well-being for Brendan, Kate Haimson’s son, who is recovering from surgery for a brain aneurism
  • Please continue to offer bows of well-being for Lilith Armitage, Shannon Bergman’s daughter who is recovering from knee surgery
Our new ZHS on-line schedule (go to our website for more information: zenheartsangha.org):
  • Mondays: 7-8:30pm - zazen, short service, lecture/discussion
  • Tuesdays-Fridays: 5:30-6:10pm - zazen, offering of merit/bows
  • Saturdays: 8:00-10:15am - zazen, short service, tea, discussion/study


Thanks to those of you who were able to attend the Annual Meeting today via Zoom—lovely to see your faces and share our practice so intimately!  For those of you who could not make it, I am including the story that I read in my message at the end of the meeting.  Knowing that there is a strong possibility that each of us will be personally affected by the current COVID-19 crisis—whether through our own illness or death or of someone we care about—Kisa Gotami’s story reminds us of two important things:  that death comes to us all eventually and that we are not alone. May you too find refuge in this practice.

At the time of the Buddha a story is told about a young woman named Kisa Gotami who experienced a series of tragedies.  First her husband and another close family member died.  All that remained for her was her only son.  Then he was stricken with illness and died as well.  Wailing in grief, she carried the body of her dead child everywhere asking for help, for medicine, to bring him back to life, but of course, no one could help her.  Finally, someone directed her to the Buddha who was teaching in a nearby forest grove.  She approached the Buddha, crying with grief, and said, “Great teacher, master, please bring my boy back to life.”  The Buddha replied, “I will do so, but first you must do something for me, Kisa Gotami.  You must go into the village and get me a handful of mustard seed (the most common Indian spice) and from this I will fashion a medicine for your child.  There is one more thing, however,” the Buddha said.  “The mustard seed must come from a home where no one has died, where no one has lost a child or a parent, a spouse or a friend.”
Kisa Gotami ran into the village and ran into the first house begging for mustard seed.  “Please, please, may I have some?” And the people seeing her grief responded immediately.  But then she asked, “Has anyone in this home died? Has a mother or daughter or father or son?”  They answered, “Yes.  We had a death just last year.”  So Kisa Gotami ran away and ran to the next house.  Again they offered her mustard seed and again she asked, has anyone here died?”  This time is it was the maiden aunt.  And at the next house it was the young daughter who had died.  And so it went house after house in this village.  There was no household she could find which had not known death.
Finally, Kisa Gotami sat down in her sorrow and realized that what had happened to her and to her child happens to everyone, that all who are born will also die.  She carried the body of her dead son back to the Buddha.  There he was buried with all proper rites.  She then bowed to the Buddha and asked him for teachings that would bring her wisdom and refuge in this realm of birth and death, and she herself took these teachings deeply to heart and became a great yogi and a wise woman.
(From ‘Stories of the Spirit, Stories of the Heart’ by Christina Feldman and Jack Kornfield)
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1 comment:

  1. Thanks to everyone for making Saturday happen.
    I am so heartened by the sangha as I struggle to stay clear-hearted and grounded. I sought out these words from the 13th Dalai Lama: "The bodhisattva is like the mightiest of warriors but his enemies are not common foes of flesh and bone. His fight is with the inner delusions, the afflictions of selfishness and ego-grasping. . . . He is the real hero, calmly facing any hardship in order to bring peace, happiness, and liberation into the world." —the thirteenth Dalai Lama (1876–1933)
    bows, Kathleen

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