My goal this week is to write about nothing. The ridiculous concept we Tibetan Buddhists endlessly chase after.
The dilemma is, “nothing means nothing.”
What I learnt on Sunday is that faith in nothing is the answer.
And that’s the conundrum.
Luckily I had a very wise man attempt to explain this to me.
Luckily I have faith in him.
Luckily he explained it in a way that gave a glimmer of what the answer is.
Faith is a tough one. Trust follows a close second.
Six weeks ago my doctor said I had nothing to worry about. Four weeks ago he called back, said he was wrong and told me there’s a problem.
Two weeks ago I had a stable place to call home. Five days ago that concept evaporated.
Four days ago Lotsawa David Karma Choephel gave a teaching on impermanence and faith at the Thrangu Monastery.
I grasped his every word.
One of the rare times when you believe a message was designed for that perfect moment.
It gave me faith in this fickle world.
Lotsawa David is a translator for some of the highest teachers in the Tibetan Buddhist world. He’s also a longtime and learned practitioner with endless credentials. It’s obvious he has absorbed a great deal of wisdom along the way. He is a patient man. That helps when attempting to explain the dharma to someone like me.
The Buddhist teachings on emptiness really makes no sense when you put a western twist on the concept. The hard part is to put aside your habitual way of thinking and trust there is something more. A great teacher can be the impetus to dig through your habitual crap. Luckily I live in a time and place where I’m surrounded by people to help with the journey.
Faith is something we believe in but can’t prove. The concept is impossible. How do you carry on when your faith has been shaken? You can’t always dodge the facts.
Life is easier if you have faith in impermanence. Trust that everything is going to change.
I carry on with knowing I don’t know. This serves me well.
It leaves me with faith in nothing… and this means I have hope.