What The F!#& Should I Read Friday: Books to Make Your Weekend Weird & Wonderful
After The Ecstasy, The Laundry: How the Heart Grows Wise on the Spiritual Path by Jack Kornfield
Yup. A spiritual book. DON'T RUN AWAY IT DOESN'T SUCK. This Friday, in the midst of the mess of moving that has recently become my life, a book about spirituality seems like the right choice. Especially this book. Because this book isn't like other touchy-feely oovy-groovy books about the Spirit and the Heart and the Whatnot Behind the Spleen that Feels Funny When You're Sad. It's way cooler than that. It was, yes, a little life-changing for me, and not in the I've-seen-the-light-and-it-is-telling-me-to-go-to-India-and-become-Enlightened way. In the most awesome, practical, and helpful of ways. So:
1. Who the f!#& wrote this book?
2. What the f!#& is it about?
3. Where the f!#& should I read this book?
4. When the f!#& is it set?
5. Why the f!#& should I read it?
1. Who the f!#& wrote this book?
Yup. That's me. Via The Compassion Project. You know, it's kind of surprising, but when I google "meditation is hard" or "I suck at meditating" I STILL only get pictures of happy calm lotus-positioned people. PROPAGANDA, I say. |
2. What the f!#& is it about?
After the Ecstasy, The Laundry is basically about something totally awesome: the idea that, well, we all want to get enlightened and have spiritually meaningful experiences and whatnot, but somehow nobody ever talks about the fact that after you find God or experience Nirvana or whatever, the real world is still there. And it's still boring and frustrating and full of things that don't feel magic and special and sparkly with the joy of existence. And a lot of people have a very hard time with spirituality of any kind because they're seeking an experience that will take them out of the ordinary world into speshul-snowflake-land where everything is easy and beautiful all the damn time. And, well, that doesn't f!#&ing happen, obviously, and this book is about that - about the search for it, and the myth that it exists, and how to deal with it. And basically, it says, when you stop searching for the totally transcendent experience that will make everything wonderful 4 EVAH, it turns out that meaningful spiritual experience tends to show up a lot more and be a whole bunch easier to get to. In short, it's a book about spiritual experience in a world where it's a lot harder to live in the woods and think deep thoughts, and where most of us still have to do the laundry whether or not enlightenment decides to show its face.
Talk about speshul-snowflake-land. I actually - to my complete surprise - enjoyed Eat Pray Love - the book, that is, not the movie. Gilbert's writing was actually pretty damn funny, but GODDAMIT LOOK AT JULIA ROBERTS THERE IS NO SPESHULER SNOWFLAKE ANYWHERE IN EXISTENCE. Spiritual tourism is still the same thing - "finding yourself" is all about how to become magical ALL THE DAMN TIME so you don't have to do the laundry. You know who NEVER does the laundry? JULIA ROBERTS, THAT'S WHO*. Via Salon: "The New Colonialism of Eat, Pray Love". *See note about my lack of compassion in #5. |
3. Where the f!#& should I read this book?
This is a really great book to read when things feel like they suck a lot. Jack Kornfield is a very reassuring writer. He's got this nice, slightly rueful, gentle way of talking that makes you (well, me, anyway) feel like he knows what frustration feels like, he understands the feeling of being far away and estranged from meaning, he gets what betrayal by a teacher or mentor is like. He's been there. He's not so smug and enlightened himself that he's unwilling to talk about his own mistakes, short-sightedness, dashed expectations, fears, and anxieties. But the book itself is so warm and delicately written that it's hard, for me at least, to read it without feeling my heart soften and hope enter.
This is a really great book to read when things feel like they suck a lot. Jack Kornfield is a very reassuring writer. He's got this nice, slightly rueful, gentle way of talking that makes you (well, me, anyway) feel like he knows what frustration feels like, he understands the feeling of being far away and estranged from meaning, he gets what betrayal by a teacher or mentor is like. He's been there. He's not so smug and enlightened himself that he's unwilling to talk about his own mistakes, short-sightedness, dashed expectations, fears, and anxieties. But the book itself is so warm and delicately written that it's hard, for me at least, to read it without feeling my heart soften and hope enter.
4. When the f!#& is it set?
It's about modern spirituality, and it's not limited to Buddhism by any means - he talks about the spiritual experiences of Sufi mystics, Jewish rabbis (is that redundant? it's totally redundant), Christian saints, etc etc. And he brings in modern events (for example, the sexism of the Dalai Lama's administration) as well as the writings of ancient sages and visionaries. He's not one of those obnoxious writers who flattens all spiritual traditions into one big "love thy neighbor" theme, but he does point out that the frustrations of trying to integrate a healthy spirit into ordinary modern life is hard for just about everybody, even those who can afford to do things like wander around Nepal or go to ashrams in India or join a cult.
5. Why the f!#& should I read it?It's about modern spirituality, and it's not limited to Buddhism by any means - he talks about the spiritual experiences of Sufi mystics, Jewish rabbis (is that redundant? it's totally redundant), Christian saints, etc etc. And he brings in modern events (for example, the sexism of the Dalai Lama's administration) as well as the writings of ancient sages and visionaries. He's not one of those obnoxious writers who flattens all spiritual traditions into one big "love thy neighbor" theme, but he does point out that the frustrations of trying to integrate a healthy spirit into ordinary modern life is hard for just about everybody, even those who can afford to do things like wander around Nepal or go to ashrams in India or join a cult.
I'm not sure why, but I really, really love this. Via My Ego Traps. |
Okay, this book sounds really interesting to me. In light of my post today, maybe you can understand why.
ReplyDeleteI can't meditate. Honestly, I just have better things to do. Meditating (in our culture) seems to me to be an indulgence, mostly of the rich (1%). Like people who go and work out for 3 hours a day.
My actual issue is with the "pursuit of happiness," of which spiritual enlightenment is a part. Happiness, contrary to popular belief, is not a destination, so pursuing it is pointless. Happiness is a by-product. If more people would realize that, more people would be happy.
Oh, and just for the record, I am more enlightened than you. :P
Well, not more than -you- but more than most yews. heh
No, I'm not arrogant at all.
I think that meditation, like yoga, has been very much taken out of context in the West, and is seen as a kind of "wellness" or "wellbeing" practice (I have an allergic reaction to both those terms at this point, rather as I do to "eco-friendly consumerism") designed to Make Your Life Better rather than being a practice of devotion to humility and compassion for others. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteThat being said, even in the East, Buddhists aren't all fat gentle smiling monks, oh dear me no. Monasteries went to war, yo. How dearly we love our stereotypes.
Oh, certainly. Because, here, it's all about "me," just like everything is about "me."
ReplyDeleteI think people forget that meditating monks invented martial arts. heh