Mexico City, Mexico, 11 September 2011 - Before departing the hotel for Cruz Azul (Blue Soccer) Stadium to deliver a public talk on ‘Finding Happiness in the Troubled Times’, His Holiness briefly met with Governor of Zacatecas State, Mr. Miguel Alonso Reyes. During the meeting, Governor also extended an invitation for His Holiness to visit the State of Zacatecas in the near future. His Holiness in principal accepted the invitation.
His Holiness the Dalai Lama addressing the over 30,000 strong crowd at the Cruz Azul Stadium in Mexico City on September 11, 2011. Photo/Oscar Fernández/Casa Tibet Mexico
At the Cruz Azul Stadium, 30,000 people gathered tolisten to the talk of His Holiness the Dalai Lama. On his arrival at the stadium, His Holiness was received by the members of the Religious Council of Mexico City. Richard Gere, a long time friend of Tibet and follower of His Holiness the Dalai Lama, introduced His Holiness to the crowd.
His Holiness began his talk saying 'We're all equal, we all want to have a happy life, and we all have rights to be happy.' His Holiness spoke for more an hour standing, as enthusiastic crowd of 30,000 people listened attentively to his talk despite strong sun in the early morning. Later, His Holiness attended to the questionsfrom the audience.
Some of the banners hanging in the Cruz Azul Stadium in Mexico City during His Holiness the Dalai Lama's talk on September 11, 2011. Photo/Yeonsuk Ka
When asked to comment about Mexicans carrying Tibetan Flag, His Holiness said that in 1954 when he visited China and met with Chairman Mao Tsetung, he was told by Mao that Tibet had its ownflag and Tibetans should use it. So if people complained about displaying Tibetan flag, His Holiness told the crowd, you should tell them that even Chairman Mao had no objection to displaying the flag. AsHis Holiness narrated these words, all the people carrying small Tibetan flag raised the flags in the air.
At the stadium, massive banners reading 'Mexico loves Tibet’ hanged from the awning of the soccer teams' benches and thousands of people were carrying small Tibetan flag drew attention of the media people.
His Holiness the Dalai Lama with some of the musicians who performed after his talk in Mexico City on September 11, 2011. Photo/Oscar Fernández/Casa Tibet Mexico
Later when His Holiness concluded his talk andwhen a host of the event delivered his thank you remark, the crowd recited in unison in Spanish a popular longlife prayer for His Holiness the Dalai Lama, which says: “In this land surrounded by mountains of snow; You are the source of all solace and joy; All powerful Chenresig, Tenzin Gyatso; Please remain until samsara ends.”
This was followed by the musicians of the traditional Mexican songs ‘Mariacha’ coming up on the stage and played a very emotional farewell song for His Holiness the Dalai Lama. The crowd also joined in singing the song.
Before he left the stage at the stadium, His Holiness had a group photo with the members of the Religious Council of Mexico City as well as with the musicians of the Mexican traditional song.
The Leandro Valle Culture Center venue for His Holiness the Dalai Lama's address in to Mexican educationists in Mexico City on September 11, 2011. Photo/Oscar Fernández/Casa Tibet Mexico
In the afternoon, His Holiness departed for Leandro Valle Culture Center, where addressed the Mexican educationists on “A Holistic Approach: Sharpening the Mind, Nurturing a Good Heart”. This high profile talk was attended by one thousand members of the Unionof Education Workers in Mexico. The talk was simultaneously telecastedall over Mexico by Azteca TV.
After completing his three days visit to Mexico, His Holiness will depart tomorrow morning to Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, wherehe has two-day program.
As a child, my mother Enid often said to me, “There is no such thing as a silly question,” and then would add, “unless.” This latter word was left hanging, and I eventually realised that it was up to me to learn the depth of its meaning.
At the same time that Enid was planting seeds for reflection, my first spiritual teacher, Ven. Lama Senge Tashi, encouraged me to cultivate more skilful thoughts, speech and actions. Sometimes I would try to verbally assert “I” or “Me,” and Lama would respond with, “Who is speaking?” or “Who is asking?”
During the Covid-19 pandemic a dharma sister passed from this life. Her name was Robyn. Although she did not call herself a Buddhist, nevertheless, Robyn had a special connection with the deity Medicine Buddha.
Over the six years that I worked with her, in my role as a hospital chaplain, Robyn frequently asked me to chant the mantra of Medicine Buddha and guide her through the visualisation. During her many stays in hospital, this particular practice brought comfort to her while she was experiencing chronic pain, anxiety and fear of the unknown. The medications she took would sometimes cloud her memory, so I would guide her through the details of the visualisation and begin chanting:
Once, as I was about to hold a summer Dharma class on a beach, as the first students began to arrive for the session I picked up two rocks and carefully placed them, one on top of the other, on to a much larger rock base. Observing what I had just done, three students approached: a young married couple and their five year old son.
True Seeing (Ven. Shih Jingang) One day, while Little Pebble and his Master were walking through a garden, the old teacher stopped to look at a white rose in full bloom. He motioned for his young disciple to join him, and they both sat down near where the flower was growing.
‘Little Pebble,’ said the Master, ‘when you look at this object, tell me what you think about it.’
‘The flower is pretty,’ stated the boy. ‘I like it.’
‘’’Flower,” you say. “Pretty, like it,” you say,’ replied the Master, looking to see how his young disciple reacted. Then he added, ‘Mind creates names like flower, and thoughts of like and dislike, pretty and ugly. This mind is small and closed, but if you can see beyond it to the nature of mind, then all is vast like space, completely open to all things. In this state of awareness, there is neither a flower nor a non-flower. Understand?’
But the young disciple did not quite understand, so his Master continued, ‘Little one, come here each day,
One day, Little Pebble went to his teacher, and said, ‘Master, my friend’s dog Tiger died.’
The look on Little Pebble’s face told the old monk that he was troubled. ‘Little one, do you have any questions?’
‘Master, where did Tiger go?’
‘Where did you come from?’ asked the old monk.
‘From my mummy’s tummy.’
‘And where did Mummy come from?’
Little Pebble couldn’t think of an answer.
The Master regarded his young disciple for a moment, then said, ‘Remember, when you made shapes with mud and named them Mummy, Daddy, Master?’
“Calling forth the Great Compassion, we are one with our True Nature; that which is directly Buddha, also indirectly Buddha. Oneness with the Triple Treasure, endless, joyous, perfect being. Morning thought is Kuan-Shih-Yin, evening thought is Kuan-Shih-Yin. All present thoughts arise from Mind, no thought exists apart from Mind.”
These are the words of the Ten Verse Life-Prolonging Kuan-Yin Sutra. Who is reciting them?
A few blocks away, an old man is crying out for help and someone hears. He is a brother, sister, father, mother from a previous life. A phone is picked up and then there are footsteps running towards the sound, “Help me! Help...” Someone sees the old man sitting on the top step, near the front door of his house.
No past, no present, no future. All created things arise and pass away. All names and labels dissolve. You can observe this in meditation practice and, in experiencing impermanence in life and so-called death.
At the conclusion of the Diamond Sutra, it is said that, this is how we should view our conditioned existence: as a star at dawn, a bubble in a stream, a drop of dew, a flash of lightning in a summer cloud, a flickering lamp, a phantom and a dream.
Today I sit alone in a house. The government of the country in which I live has requested that I stay here in isolation for the health and safety of the community both here and abroad. Countless others are doing the same thing, except that some call it a forced lock down, or an obstacle to their free movement. I see this as an opportunity to practice.
The Buddha taught that the suffering connected with birth, sickness, old age and death is a fact of life for sentient beings in Samsara. But so is the possibility of transcendence from Samsaric suffering.
So, for a practitioner, the question is not just “Why?” but also “How?” Why do I/we suffer and, how do I/we overcome suffering? The answer to the former is found in intuitively recognizing (the 3 Poisons): harmful habits of attachment, anger and ignorance; and the answer to the latter lies in resolving to study and practice the Noble Eightfold Path (the antidote) and, fully realizing Buddhahood for the benefit of a
In the Dhammapada, the Buddha says, “What we are today comes from our thoughts of yesterday, and our present thoughts build our life of tomorrow: our life is the creation of our mind.”
The Covid-19 pandemic has given many millions of people worldwide time to reflect on their lives and habits of thought, speech and action.
I know quite a few who have found a refuge of peace in their gardens. Cultivating, planting seeds, adding water and nutrients all help in maintaining a healthy garden. They are also a necessary part in taking care of our bodies. But what about the mind? Generosity, ethics, loving-kindness, compassion, meditative concentration and wisdom are the food for our inner spiritual garden. Without them there is no harvest, no fruit of Awakening, Buddhahood.
As a child my parents encouraged questions, as did my Heart Lama. However, the latter person gave me two questions to ask before speaking: “will what I am wanting to say, and the way I say it, be helpful or harmful to myself/others? Also, does the question come from ‘I don’t know’ (beginner’s mind), or from a place of judgement and opinions?” The aim was/is to cultivate the mind to be like an empty vessel, not one filled to the brim and overflowing where nothing new can enter.