It is hard to know when to begin describing one's case history, seeing how the "I", in the grand scheme of everything, doesn't really matter much at all. Yet, for the sake of uncompromising self-reflection, honesty, authentic connection, and growth toward enlightenment, I'll give a go at what may be relevant in the case of this fragment of our consciousness I call "me" in this lifetime, even while I paradoxically struggle to release the attachment to my ego identity. My chosen pseudonym for this board was chosen as a symbol of how far from that release I am, but also to remind myself that when I talk of "myself" here, it is an allusion.
I could spend much time discussing the details of the lessons and gifts and love from my childhood, but to do so would be to indulge in both self-pity and self-conceit. Therefore, I'll only mention the themes. My family, through many generations, has pulled along mindlessly with it the burden of anxiety, abuse, depression, attachment, secrecy, mental illness, crippling self-criticism, addiction, and co-dependency. Yet, family traits also include intelligence, deep empathy, kindness, insight, creativity, and a desire to serve in the noblest way one can. In me, these traits that have created challenges and blessings, at times which are one and the same. The body I am piloting this lifetime is female and currently is 41 years old. This incarnation’s duty, challenge and joy includes involves a marriage of nearly two decades and two children who are school-aged.
In my early 30’s, I began teaching childbirth education classes and leading women through the childbirth process, which from the beginning has been a spiritual experience, always a vehicle to connection to the present moment at its most intensely human and divine. My chosen mentor in this calling had lived in a Zen monastery for 10 years. At the time, I had no real connection to Buddhism or meditation, or was aware that the philosophy I was seeking was guided by its principles. At some point, I realized that I had been witnessing and instructing breath and body meditation and had deeply experienced its powerful effects. Books were read, and the label of “Buddhist” was eventually applied to my philosophy and spirituality. A daily mindfulness meditation practice helped keep my anxiety and ADHD under control, yet the breath and body work, while pleasant and powerful, was at times challenging. I learned and believed in the mainstream view that thoughts will always arise in meditation, and this was not only okay but to be expected and unavoidable, and the goal was to watch them instead of interact with them. I changed my birth classes to be meditation-focused outright, and began co-leading a meditation group at a yoga studio with a friend. I taught what I had learned and what I knew, though it was only the beginning. I had no idea how much further meditation could take me, until recently.
I met Jhanon (yes, that Jhanon – the one you all know well from the boards) a few months ago, when life had shifted in many ways, cognitively, occupationally, and emotionally. I’d abandoned the unpredictable hours of birth work as a sacrificial offering to my family members, but also as a clearing away to make room for a career in counseling. I became a student again, learning the academics of social work, which was shifting my thinking from innately compassionate and giving, to one that was still service-oriented but which saw the deep social problems in our world and inspired anger, self-righteousness, and action against them. This disturbed me. Was it possible or desirable to interact nonviolently in this world? Was I releasing my former innocence and growing stronger, or was I reverting into an angry, hostile person who was only going to add to the world’s problems, as I feared?
Having no intention to “hire” Jhanon, I did recognize in his words the part of me that I missed and had left behind. We began a modern-day dhamma-sharing type of connection through social media. Yet, even having not met him in person, I began to seek out his insight and guidance more and more. And each time we talked, I experienced tingling in my head and a peace in my mind that could be sustained for hours, and eventually, days. It seemed that even through text interactions, Jhanon’s portal to the divinity of higher planes was somehow opened to my use as well. I don’t know if it was his level of attainment, his will for my attainment, or our very authentic dhamma and developing friendship connection that made this possible.
Through Jhanon’s guidance, I’ve learned about jhana, and how to access its levels, or at least some of them. This wasn’t something I knew I needed, but has been the best gift that I could imagine receiving. It also seems that it was something this body was preparing for, because just days before we began to speak about meditation technique, I’d achieved the second jhana, without yet knowing about its existence.
After this, things started to happen very fast. I was regularly reaching new places in meditation that I’d heard about, but didn’t think actually existed. These experiences included bliss, joy, physical pleasure, deep compassion, visions worldly and other-worldly, insight, a sense of connectedness with every being in our world. There were also times where my body disappeared, and even my mind. There were times, too, of staring into an abyss of nothingness and being awed at its vastness and peace. And there have been moments of equanimity so profoundly comforting that I long for them in my waking life. Jhanon has always been able to show me where I am on the map, so I don’t feel quite so lost in this new existence.
Back on the ground, my self-righteousness started to fall away and I got my compassionate mojo back, and then some. I know I still have much to learn and many more steps to take, yet I’m eternally grateful for the
This has developed into a guru-disciple relationship of sorts, which is a very new experience for me. Yet it goes both ways, as I’ve been able to return guidance back to Jhanon in other areas of his life, or at least hold space for him during his own life’s challenges. The relationship is physically purely platonic, and will remain so. Yet, its inherent emotionality is challenging for my husband, who for as much as he is my rock and solid place to land, his nature doesn’t understand the nature of this kind of connection, and feels somehow threatened by it, though he has no reason to be. Jhanon and I come from different stratas of the fallacies of socially-constructed division, and “people like me” and “people like him” don’t ordinarily interact. I’m breaking the artificial social code that causes so much suffering, and I’m finally following a divinely inspired authentic moral and spiritual code. Yet, it is causing others I love to suffer.
I’m finding this journey challenging in ways I never imagined it would be. Through heightened compassionate abilities and a real, felt connection with all other beings, I can feel their suffering and ignorance, but can also see my actions causing pain. I’m going past knowing on a cognitive level that any action one takes is bound to be met with judgement and suffering from someone, somewhere, and actually experiencing its heartbreak.
My intuition tells me that this is exactly why equanimity comes after compassion – it is the only way to survive the deepness of feeling without splintering into an infinite number of heartbroken pieces. My current practice sees this place on the map, and is looking forward to its arrival, though it can’t know what the actual experience of achieving it will be, or even if it will be achieved in this lifetime. I watch my mind experience heartbreak over causing others pain, confusion on what is the moral answer when others cannot possibly understand the experience of awakening without themselves awakening, sadness that those I love do not also seek enlightenment and an open heart and mind, worry over seeing the parallel for the entirety of humanity and longing for its salvation through enlightenment, self-judgement for imagining I somehow know what's best for all of humanity anyway, frustration out of grasping for something at all, and ambiguity over all the conflicting emotions.
I'm here to broaden the connection I've accessed with Jhanon to encompass a wider sangha, as well as guidance for this newly-awakened being trying to make sense of a newly-foreign world.
That’s where I’m at. Thanks for reading. Likely, I will speak with many words on these boards, as is my nature.