I was drawn to Zen practice as a path and practice to finding real freedom, to owning, respecting, and trusting this ordinary, precious life. My practice began, and is regularly encouraged by noticing where and when I am not awake, where I am holding, avoiding, tight. I didn’t know it at the time but, this could be a description of the practice of Right View.
As I was preparing to give a recent talk, I noticed a part of me was tight. My reaction to this tightness was to further contract. I thought – oh, won’t it feel better when this talk is over. What a relief that will be. I was looking into the future, and avoiding any kind of stress, any kind of being uncomfortable.
These are 10 books that I find myself re-reading, referring to again and again:
Not Always So: Practicing the True Spirit of Zen, by Shunryu Suzuki
Several years ago, my then twenty-year-old son, Jason, worked in the Brush Dance warehouse; the publishing company I founded and ran. I received the benefit of his insights about the company as well as his suggestions for improvements. Fairly often Jason would suggest that I take him to lunch, and though this meant spending more money then I normally would, the opportunity made me happy.
Many times, we resist change because change seems too big. Change is easier to accept, and to practice, when it’s small. This is the secret power of Kaizen.
Originally a Japanese management concept designed to improve business practices, Kaizen is a process aimed at reducing or eliminating unnecessary physical and mental work. It encourages people to create and perform experiments as part of their daily work lives in order to become aware of and eliminate waste in their jobs. The ultimate goal of Kaizen is to accomplish more by doing less.
Every once in a while I like to take beginning improv classes – a great way to explore and develop responsiveness, helps me with not over-thinking, and also a great way to play and have fun. (If you are in San Francisco, check out Bay Area Theater Sports
I once arrived at a class in San Francisco; the teacher entered and announced with much enthusiasm, “Today we are going to do improvised Shakespeare.” I could feel my body tighten; a touch of dread setting in. I turned to the teacher and said that I didn’t have a good deal of experience with Shakespeare, hoping she would change the topic. Instead, she looked at me and responded with an even more enthusiastic, “Great!”