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“…it is not just our own lives that are recognized as precious, but the lives of every other person, every other being, every other reality. We can no longer be deluded by the notion that the destruction of others’ lives is necessary for our own survival.”
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reflections:
my voice

Metta Practice: Loving Kindness
April 2008
“Loving Kindness is my religion.” –Dalai Lama
“The power of loving-kindness is that it embraces no separation
between self, others, and events, it is the affirmation and
honoring of a core goodness in others and in oneself.” – Jon
Kabat-Zinn
During the last month I have
reflected on “metta,” the practice of loving kindness towards
all beings. I notice the gap that still exists in my practice
between sending metta to those I love, or even feel neutral
about, and those who have done me harm.
Last month, when my car was stolen I was given ample opportunity
to put metta into practice towards the car thieves. I managed
pretty well the first day, but as the task list piled high with
items like “call the insurance agent, the police, fill out the
police report” (the list went on) my metta practice flew out the
window. I was angry, and pissed off. “How inconsiderate,” I
thought of the people stealing cars. “Do they KNOW how much
trouble they are causing others?” I didn’t do so well after the
list grew.
The inquiry into how do I send metta to those who have done me
or others harm, and to those who reject me is alive and thriving
in me. Shortly after the car was returned, my husband and I went
to Israel for a family wedding.
Israel is one of the places on the planet that needs some metta
sent its way so people can overcome their separation from each
other born out of ideology and terror. The division between
people based on religion is palpable. Religious and secular Jews
don’t see eye to eye, and from an outsider perspective it seems
that the strict orthodox Jews have created a whole sect of
secular Jews who have rejected religion in its entirety. The
layers within the Jews was complicated enough for me to grasp
much less add in the complexity of other religions.
What I noticed in conversation was how we all stereotype others:
Palestinians, Christians, Orthodox Jews, Muslims, Americans,
Israelis, placing people into small boxes that offer no
breathing room. We all do it so we can get some kind of handle
on the “them” we are dealing with. But when faced with someone
different from ourselves, the metta practice asks us to stay
open and kind towards the person in front of us whether they are
a Jew, Muslim or Christian.
I know I have not lived with the intensity of bombs exploding on
buses in my city, nor have I felt persecuted as a person or part
of a people’s history. What I do know is my own inner angst and
pain that has moved through me in this lifetime. I have lived
with grief since I was 6 when I lost my father to a heart
attack, and since have lost various close friends. As with all
pain, whether it is inflicted on us from another person, from a
system or whether it is born from within, there is always the
choice to close down or break open into another layer of
ourselves. Can we begin by loving ourselves through the pain (metta
practice guided towards oneself) and then send that metta to the
perpetrator?
The small handhold I have on sending metta towards someone who
is harming or rejecting me is to send love to that person’s
pain. I ask that they be healed of their suffering, and through
their own healing they will no longer send harm to others. How
does this apply in a practical world in which my car was stolen,
and a member of my in-law’s family won’t speak to me because I’m
not Jewish? It simply means sending love to those people and
hope they find peace in their hearts. Peace with their own
situation, peace by making other choices. It is a call to be
bigger than I think I can be and to realize people make
unfortunate choices out of fear and pain. So from that
perspective I can find the place to send them some loving
kindness.
I marvel at the Dalai Lama and his immense capacity for loving
the Chinese people given all the pain they have inflicted on the
Tibetans. I notice in his letters to them he calls them brother
and sister, remembering we are ALL one people with the same
basic need for love in our lives.
I hope and pray for more peace within each of our hearts, for
healing within our families, within our communities, between
countries and healing for the planet on which we live. Ask
yourself, “How can I send more love out into the world? How can
I be bigger than I think I can be today?”
Peace Be with You!
Shalom, Salam,
Diane
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