March 10, 2010

Video Interlude -- bumped

Solitaire

Chenrezig Green Tara Guan Yin Avalokiteshvara

Familiar Places

"I see some standing outside the elevator; praying to the door, afraid to enter themselves; and doing their level best to stop anyone who tries." ~~ me

Metta Bhavana


Discernment


Crystal Gayle


Emptiness


Old Dance Funk Disco Hip Hop

Faded Love

Roads & Rivers

Dealing with Dukkha

Mix / some disco

Slow Blues

Time

Wings of Dreams



Gentle On My Mind
by John Hartford

It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk,
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch.
And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds and the ink stains
That have dried upon some line,
That keeps you in the backroads by the rivers of my mem'ry that keeps your ever
Gentle on my mind.

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their colums now that binds me
Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walkin'.
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving when I walk along
Some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory and for hours
You're just gentle on my mind.

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines and junkyards and the highways
Come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother 'cause she turned and I was gone.
I still run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face and summer sun might
Burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads by the rivers flowing
Gentle on my mind.

I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin' cracklin' caldron in some train yard
My beard a roughning coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face.
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the backroads by the rivers of my memory ever smilin'
Ever gentle on my mind.

Vincent (Starry Starry Night)
by Don McLean

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and gray,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...

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Originally posted 12-10-2009

Posted by rbeck at March 10, 2010 07:31 AM
Comments

There is a Sutta in which the Buddha cautions about setting the teachings to music. IIRC, his concern was about attachment to a certain tune.

I like different styles of mantra chanting. The main general distinction I see is 'energetic' and 'mellow.' I recall one time during open daimoku chanting at the Chicago center, there was a battle between young men chanting with the roar of the lion; and some women who wanted to chant more slowly and melodiously.

Energetic chanting can be bouncy and rhythmic; or very fast and intense. Mellow chanting can be calming, sweet and pretty; or more of a lamentation like slow blues. That is what I have picked from cursory observation.

Kagyu Media used to have an animated Chenrezig altar in line, with a nice sound track -- Om Mani Padme Hung chanted to a vaguely familiar tune. I never could place it; but it reminded me of the mockingbird song.

Hush, little baby.
Don't say a word.
Mama's going to buy you
a mocking bird.

Anyway, that is my perception of tonal quality. It also seems like some chants work more on the intellect; while others work more on gut feelings and or complex emotions. The former are kind of cool and dry; the latter are sort of warm and wet.

I think some music; talking blues, story telling music, some rap, is like chanting. Like Dylan's "A Hard Rain is Gonna Fall." On the most recent play list; "Little Sparrow" and "Pretty Polly."

Some slow blues type music approximates the emotion of karuna compassion -- "Long Black Veil" and "Faded Love."

Roy Clark sang "Yesterday, When I was Young" at one of Bill Anderson's recent country reunions. There were not many dry eyes.

Yesterday, the moon was blue,
And every crazy day, brought something new to do,
I used my magic age, as if it were a wand,
And never saw the worst, and the emptiness beyond

Posted by: robin at February 1, 2010 03:32 PM

Your comment about singing Gathas-

I remember listening to my mother chant Daimoku - she actually kind of sings it. Trying to think of how to characterize the tune. Determined without exuberance. Sober but not melancholy. Could a tune be characterized as "navigating suchness"?

Posted by: QQ at February 1, 2010 10:38 AM

Mississippi John Hurt, yes!
Make Me A Pallet On Your Floor.

Posted by: Joe at January 30, 2010 12:14 AM

If you want only one mantra; Then I would say just just chant Namu Myoho Renge Kyo. Then include others as you understand them.

Nichiren had followers who chanted Nembutsu and Daimoku. He told some to just chant Daimoku and avoid Nembutsu. He told others it was all right to do both.

Nichiren himself, when he was a child, attained Enlightenment by chanting the Morning Star Kokuzo Mantra.

Posted by: robin at January 1, 2010 04:14 PM

Hi, I really need your advice. I have a personal problem and yet I'm not sure which mantra to use. I love so many mantras but don't know much about them. I stopped chanting NMRK as the members said I shouldn't chant any other religios mantra as well as NMRK

Anyway, please, please can you help me? I hope so.

Thank you...Lea

Posted by: Lea at January 1, 2010 12:07 PM

I do not know that slows blues is melancholy. It reminds me of the feeling of compassion cultivation. If I get through this cold I caught, I plan to post on how I do that.

BTW, the Chinese word for compassion means lamentation. I think.

Posted by: robin at December 14, 2009 11:31 AM

The Blues... "suffer what there is to suffer"

Some forms can evoke a sort of melancholy, world weariness that can lead to feelings of compassion - though I'm not sure there is "hope" in the Blues, though there is defiance. Maybe the balance of the Blues is in Gospel or Spiritual music - sing and dance to the Blues on Saturday night, (enjoy what you can about life) then head to Church on Sunday morning for the hope and eternal salvation.

In some ways, the feelings Blues evoke reminds me of "wabi sabi", a term describing the shabby, melancholy aesthetic you see in Japanese Tea Culture, or in the haiku of Basho.

Old Country Music borrows the Blues aesthetic.

What do you get when you play Country music backwards?

You get your girl back, your house back, your dog back... etc.

Posted by: Q at December 14, 2009 09:23 AM

Good Blues arouses a similar emotion to Karuna - Compassion; or sometimes kshanti-patience. Good Blues seeks to overcome sadness; not wallow in it.

Also, very sensuous dance music can definitely focus the sub-thinking mind & 5 senses. Mixed with alcohol, it can also cause one to act foolish.

Posted by: robin at December 13, 2009 10:30 AM

Sorry didnt finish this thought, "The idea that these things that resonate with the senses" can promote enlightenment...

Posted by: Q at December 13, 2009 10:20 AM

R,

In my book, some of the best music is about lust and greed. Even hate can motivate some great music. Joy, exaltation, etc. if music doesn't have emotion behind it, it usually comes out pretty flat.

But going back to the Buddha, my reading of the Nikayas presents a very stark and radical approach. The idea that these things that resonate with the senses, this is a later approach to practice - after the innovation of Nirvana=Samsara.

Posted by: Q at December 13, 2009 10:19 AM

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Posted by: robin at December 13, 2009 09:54 AM

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I send this message from Geneva Switzerland.
I found a ancient wood print of the Nishigen Mandala with a curious image and some writings added by a brush. Where can I send you the image ?
Could you tell me more about it sigification and age ? Hope youl'l be interested by this task: warm messages.
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Posted by: Nicolas Rossier at December 13, 2009 05:17 AM

Robin,

Absolutely. I think if music evokes curiosity, abundance, positive energy (bob marley, the clash, maybe bowie), or a sense of interconnectedness, it is doing the buddhas work. It requires some effort on our part as lust, greed, and hatred and, my favorites, fear are easy to find in much popular music.

Posted by: CL at December 12, 2009 10:13 AM

Music that arouses lust, greed, hatred etc?

Posted by: robin at December 11, 2009 05:39 PM

I think the Buddha was talking about drinking & party music?

Posted by: robin at December 11, 2009 05:36 PM

I think it depends on how you define meditation.

According to the Buddha, listening to music is a detrimental activity because it is a distraction and a cause of suffering.

Pleasant distraction. Hard to give up. For me anyways.

Posted by: Q at December 11, 2009 01:41 PM

Yes, yes, yes.

thanks

Posted by: CL at December 11, 2009 09:28 AM
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