
Yoga Stories and Essays
by Charles MacInerney

| Counting
Back from Ten
Expanding
Paradigms - Fall 2004
Two
monks set out upon a pilgrimage. One day, they came to a riverbank
and saw a beautiful girl who was unable to cross the river. Feeling
compassion for her, the elder monk carried her across the river
on his back, while the younger one looked on in consternation, remembering
the rules of their order to avoid women.
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night, the elder monk quickly fell asleep while the younger one
twisted around, unable to calm his mind. Finally, he woke up the
elder monk and reprimanded him “As monks, we are supposed
to avoid women. I am really ashamed and troubled by what you did
today.” The elder monk looked at his friend and smiled patiently.
“Brother, I left the girl behind by the river bank. Why are
you still carrying her around?” - - Buddhist Parable
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Often
we choose to sleep rather than embrace the unpredictable adventure
of a fully awakened life. We retreat into the shadows of our past.
We project our desires into an imagined future. We adopt codes of
conduct that tell us what to do in any given situation. Then we
drift along on auto-pilot, claiming no responsibility for the result.
But for those who learn to trust awareness, reason, and compassion
to guide their actions in the present moment, a new world is revealed.
As their own will to action releases them from the bonds of past
and future, they are free to merge with the will of the universe.
In this merger lies freedom, true power, and the infinite process
of consciously creating your life and the universe in which you
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Several
years ago, a new student dropped in on my meditation class. That
evening we were practicing a simple Buddhist counting meditation
technique: starting at ten, with each exhalation you count back
one digit. If you lose your place you start over. If you get to
zero you start over. It is designed to improve concentration by
helping you to notice when your mind wanders and to return to the
meditation.
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When
we finished the meditation, I asked the new student how she had done.
“Oh Charles,” she replied, “I had a lot of trouble
with this exercise. I started at ten and only got to six the first
time before my mind wandered so I started over. The second time I
got down to five, and then I saw a beautiful white light! I have never
seen anything so beautiful. Every cell in my body wanted to dissolve
into that light! But I forced myself to come back to the meditation,
even though it was very difficult!” |
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I found myself wishing that I had seen that light in my own meditation
and wondering how to explain that in meditation, as in life, there
are no concrete rules. Ultimately, we always end up having to make
decisions, even if it is only to choose to continue to follow the
rules. When we place more faith in a system than in our own present
awareness and judgment, we all too often end up giving up the light
in order to count back from ten. Namaste'
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