back to Buddhism

Oh, right, I have a blog!  Sorry for my absence, y’all — especially since you had to keep pulling up that crazy polygamy look-alike picture post each time you checked back here.  With all the conveniences of Twitter, Facebook, and now Google +, I’m just a little too spread out on the Internets.  I do still love this little piece of cyberspace of mine, though — and next year it will be 10 YEARS for my little blog. Crazy.

Anyway, the summer has been going well. We’re staying busy, as usual. This year we have TWO community garden plots to tend — and they’re doing awesome!  I’m teaching a night class 2 nights a week, and I’m also in the throes of prepping a new course I’ll be teaching in the Fall. Later this week my new iPad should arrive! Emma is home from school for the summer, and asks a couple times a day about when she can go back (her mama misses her being at school too, haha).  Jerry is switching jobs, and is in a good place, career-wise. I’m active in my roles coordinating the different groups I’m a part of — Cafe Apostate, Reasonable Women, and the Saskatoon Secular Family Network. I still blog sometimes over at Canadian Atheist, and later this month I’m going to be interviewed by a UK Christian radio station.  We’ve been making lots of new friends in the local Unitarian Centre. I’m exercising lots, either with CrossFit (a gym I lovingly call the “garage of death”) and on a co-ed soccer team, Vandelay Industries (importer/exporter of fine latex goods). Saskatoon is abuzz with outdoor festivals, with my favorite (the Fringe) starting up next week.

So with all this good going on, why do I feel unhappy?

I think it’s time for me to get back into some Buddhism.  I love how this philosophy really helps me to get out of my negative head space and helps me focus on larger issues.  I’ve dusted off my Eckhart Tolle books (who I love, despite some of the woo he occasionally peddles). I’m also hoping to reread Stephen Batchelor’s Buddhism without Beliefs, and a friend lent me a book called, That’s Funny, You Don’t Look Buddhist: On Being a Faithful Jew and Passionate Buddhist.

It may seem really strange to some people in my life that I’m drawn to Buddhism. For some of you, you may equate it with idol-worship or something satanic.  Others in my life may think that I’m handing in my “atheist card”, because I’m drawn to another RELIGION. Of course, both of these perspectives are mistaken. The more I read about Buddhism, particularly zen, the more I don’t see it as a religion but as a philosophy.  And if this philosophy helps me to find some peace and happiness, then I’m happy to pursue it (but not proselytize it).

Anyway, I’m back on the blog! Hopefully I won’t abandon her for another 6 months.

2 comments on “back to Buddhism

  1. Suzy on said:

    Well hello there! We’ve missed you! Also, it’s funny you should post this… I’ve been meaning to tell you the next time you visit, I’m taking you to see the largest Buddha statue in the states in the Chuang-yen Monastery in Putnam, NY.

  2. As I recall having it explained to me years ago, Buddhism isn’t a religion, it’s a way of living.

    I had an interesting experience the other day while walking through the Mission District… I was approached by a couple of Catholic novices who asked me what time it was. I told them, then asked to take their photograph (they graciously declined). I asked them about where their convent was, which order they were in (Mother Theresa’s Missionaries of Charity) and told them I’d been raised Catholic and taught by Ursulines and Franciscan nuns… praising the education I’d gotten, and remarking on the irony of becoming educated enough to doubt the religious dogma I was being taught.

    They asked me about my atheism (“What happened?”) and I simply told them that as I thought about things, I came to believe that there was no God. I think they respected my beliefs and—despite their life purpose of promoting their faith—didn’t attempt to convince me otherwise.

    We discussed other things… one was from Alberta, Canada… the other from Argentina. They asked where I was from. It was a completely delightful conversation. I asked them again to take their photo (with my 1950s-make Rolleicord), but they again declined.

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