Meditation Master Sally Kempton Takes On The Big Apple--With Love And Compassion
I just returned from a 3 hour trip into New York City. I went in to the city to take a meditation workshop with my friend, and Master Meditation teacher, Sally Kempton. She's just out of this world. I can tell you right now, whether you've meditated less than one minute your entire life or if you are a master yourself, you'd love her workshops. Sally has a way of making everyone feel comfortable, no matter how far along the spiritual path you are. She engages everyone. There's just no ego holding her back from touching the hearts of all of her students.
I must admit, getting to the workshop was like pulling teeth. I was dealing with an infected surgery all week, coupled with the fact that I can't drive yet due to the fact that I can't turn my head (plus, I'm on some serious spinal meds that make me loopier than usual). Luckily, my parents offered to drive me into the city. They ate dinner at Mickey Mantle's Restaurant (my mom's all-time favorite player--#7) while I enjoyed the relaxing, comforting atmosphere of Sally's workshop.
The workshop material was just perfect for me. I propped myself up against a wall so I would have something to rest my head against, considering it's not too easy for me to hold my head up for any length of time yet. Sally spoke about dealing with pain during meditation. This is one of the greatest lessons that I have ever learned from her: how to enter into the feeling of pain, rather than resist it. That practice alone helped me get through the triple fusion like you could never even imagine. Sometimes when I was experiencing pain, I would say to myself, "The pain is just a ball of energy" or "Nothing exists that is not Shiva. This pain, too, is a manifestation of Shiva." These practices would remind me not to resist the pain, but to accept it for what it is. I really didn't have to take too much pain medication while recovering from the fusion surgery (not as much as I expected, anyway). Now, last week's pain from the latest surgery's infected scar was another story; that pain was so bad I felt nauseous. I needed the pain meds, coupled with remembrance (of God in my life, etc.), to get me through that period. God bless the people in my life who put up with my cranky disposition when I am in pain!
Today's workshop was incredible because I'm at the point in my meditation and sadhana (spiritual path) where I know the incredible joy and bliss that exists in the world also exists inside myself. I used to think that I needed to be around Sally in order to feel that power. But, she told me so many times that I 'wouldn't be able to feel the power unless I had it myself', that it sunk in. It's quite amazing to be around an incredibly enlightened person and have them tell you that you already contain That which you are looking for. Truly, nothing is ever lost. What we search for on the outside can only be found on the inside. Everything else is transient. Sally's workshops not only tell us about this great Truth, but they also teach us how to tap into the place within our own hearts that contains the joy and bliss of the life-force; of the Self. It's so wonderful to experience the power and unconditional LOVE of the Self--even while going through pain, or while experiencing the ups and downs of life, in general.
Because I used to think that Sally had all of the energy that I wanted and needed in order to meditate effectively, I used to believe that I needed to sit next to her to 'get' that energy. Now I know differently. However, I'm still incredibly drawn to her particular 'form' of this energy. Today, I walked into the meditation room where the workshop was taking place, and I just walked around until I found a spot that 'felt right'. I sat down and propped my self against the wall. I closed my eyes and started to center myself. Then, someone tapped me on the knee--"Excuse me, but Sally stood in that exact spot yesterday while teaching, and I think she might want to stand there again, today." Figures...I found her energy even in the empty room! I got up and found a spot against the wall across the room from where Sally was to stand.
This was the most incredible meditation workshop I've ever taken because I could listen to the instructions with the knowledge that my loving energy was melding with the energy of all of the loving bhaktas in the room, as Sally led us all into the Heart Center.
So many of the practices Sally teaches in her workshops, and in her book Heart of Meditation, have become a way of life for me. They're ingrained into my being. I often find the mantra (Om Namah Shivaya) repeating itself over and over right behind the noise of my thinking mind. As Sally says (and I'm paraphrasing) meditation starts to show up in all different aspects of our lives. Being connected to the Self, the life-force that breathes us, gives us such power and courage.
My wish is that everyone will be able to experience this for themselves. And for those that already do, let your lights shine!
For more information on Sally Kempton and her book and CD, please visit http://www.sallykempton.com/
20 Comments:
Great post Bhakti!
I am so sorry to hear about the infection - I can honestly say I understand! Hopefully it will have cleared up soon! I have just finished taking the oral anti biotics following the iv ones and fingers crossed I have 'deleted' mine!
I would love to read some meditation tips from you - I could do with some :)
Beautiful post. I felt at peace just reading it. Sorry about the infection. I find it amazing that you take what you have endured and channel it into positive energy. The pain you deal with is a defining element in your life and you are stronger for it. You have a wonderful gift for transition, a wholesome heart, and an inner vision that announces to the world that you are more than the sum of your parts. Bless you always.
Miladysa--I will email you a very simple breathing meditation that helps deal with pain...as soon as I get back from the doctor. (he wants to 'look' at the scar again. I hope he doesn't cause me MORE pain!)
:v(
(unhappy Frank Zappa emoticon)
Johnny-Boy-- 'Glad you enjoyed the post and that you're able to channel some of the peace. Actually the peace you are feeling is coming from your own heart!
Peace out..milk dud!
:)
Love to you both...see you on the flip-side.
Out of curiosity, have you ever heard of Musashi Miyamoto (pronounced mee-yah-mo-to moo-sah-she)? He was a unique man, who believed that the gods were ambivalent towards mankind.
He also fought over 90 sword duels and never lost, designed the layout of modern tokyo, became a master of tea ceremony, painted three masterpieces in India ink, and sculpted the likenesses of two emperors.
Quite the "Renaissance man."
If this Moo-Shoo-Platter dude thought the Gods were ambhivalent (or however you spell that) towards mankind, then I can almost guarantee that he never studied meditation with Sallyji. His heart was still closed. Although this is evident by the fact that he killed 90 men, or more.
Actually, I have heard of him, but I can't remember where. Actually, I remember now! John Canatella, whose comments you will find above, told me about him YEARS ago. I think I watched a movie about this cat with John way back in the day when I lived in the East Village. Didn't Moo-Shoo give up killing and THEN create the tea ceremony? If he was alive today, he would have been at the workshop yesterday.
By the way, DID I WIN THE LATIN TRANSLATION CONTEST, OR NOT?????????????????????? You can't have a contest on your site and then not pronounce a winner!!!! That's just plain ol blasphemy. But then you're atheist, so I guess that doesn't matter, does it?? :(
BTW, I'm not buggin on ya cause you're atheist (I think you said you were, anyway. Either that or you don't believe I'm God...can't remember which thing you said...).
I love atheists as long as they believe in God. Just like I love sushi when it's cooked.
Actually, I couldn't care less what anyone else believes or doesn't believe. As long as they keep their junk on their side of the street and I keep mine on my side, we'll be okay.
This is a really long comment, sorry.
um...!
like the heart a lot
"The Samurai Trilogy" was about Musashi - very famous Japanese films. Yeah, he didn't kill too many people, really. Against one daimyo's swordmaster, he did not even bother to make an attack. The other man merely conceded that there was nothing he could do against Musashi. He also fought a duel with an oar he carved into a fake wooden sword. Funny stuff.
Anyhoo, his deal was that you should try not to anger the gods, but you don't need to go out of your way to worship them. They likely don't give a rat's ass if you slaughter seven white bulls on their altars.
I'm not an atheist. I'm more of a hopeful agnostic (I hope there's something greater - moreover something greater and benevolent - out there, but there's really no evidence either way). I enjoy studying religions and ethical philosophies, though; non-mystical Taoism is very appealing to me in the sense that it places responsibility for everything on oneself. 'Things don't happen to people; people make things happen to themselves' (and I paraphrase). I also like that it counsels patience and working with the flow instead of against it.
Then again, the Greco-Roman gods have always had a special place in my heart. But that's just because I'm a big nerd who read too many stories as a child.
-A Dawgy Dawg
Alex--forgot to add this tidbit to my last comment:
RE: Non-mystical Tao-ism. To me, that's an oxy-moron. My reading of (actually the second reading of)Lao-tzu's TAO TE CHING was a mystical experience for me. Wow--almost 15 years ago now...but, then, Time Is But A Fruit Tree (I'll give YOU a prize if you tell me who wrote that song...no wait, no prize if you use a search engine!)
Perhaps it's our friendship that is the oxy-moron. Or, maybe it's just you...life's a mirror, so if it's you, it's me, too.
Does anyone have a clue about what that last paragraph meant? I sure don't.
Well, mystical Taoism was a sort of animist pseudo-religion that came from the same roots in the Warring States Period. I like to differentiate, since proper Taoism is just philosophy.
As for you and me: "What makes a pot valuable - the pot itself, or the empty space inside?" Maybe I'm just filling a (harmless) naughtiness void in your life, Bhakti. =)
Wait... that means you're filling some kind of teacher void, or something like that, for me.
Screw it! I have to change my music. The Cure have gotten me so depressed I can hardly type. Back to the "Spirited Away" soundtrack, a much happier selection of tunes.
-A
To be sure, I'm not a mystical Tao-ist. I could never get past the fact that the English transliteration of the word "Tao" was spelled with a "T" and not a "D". That makes no sense to me.
Uhhh....I think, perhaps, my past fascination with listening to Zappa 24/7 pretty sums up any lack of needing a 'naughtiness' void filled. Although, I would consider you're site a guilty pleasure (although some of it is just down-right disgusting...as I've already stated). My greatest fascination with your site is your brain. I enjoy our emails. Your comments are funny, too. Humor is a good thing.
As far as the pot and the air inside...once the pot breaks, the air inside merges into the air outside. The air inside the pot was never different from the air inside the pot, 'just thought it was. The pot is made up of the same 'stuff' that the air inside and outside the pot is made up of...just different forms. (Swami Muktananda will back me up on this.)
:)
You always bring a smile to my face...that's all that matters in the end...
p.s. THE CURE depressing??? Ya think??
By the way, Time Is But A Fruit Tree was written by Nick Drake.
Another depressing one. Great songs, but TOTALLY depressing. Unfortunately, he committed suicide. Now, did he commit suicide because his songs were so depressing, or were his songs depressing because he was suicidal?
One would have thunk that writing the songs would have purged those morbid tendencies out of his system.
Just so everyone knows...I have more Gurumayi CDs than Zappa CDs. I'm not the Zappahead I was back in the day...
uh..Alex..I messed up the 'pot' analogy above. The air inside the pot is the same as the air outside the pot. I apologize if this blunder set your brain into a tailspin.
(Now that I'm correcting mistakes, I'll admit that I used the wrong form of 'your' in the same post.)
Now I'm going to go find a life as it's becoming apparent to even ME that I have too much time on my hands.
Also, I too recognize the Tao as a philosophy. I have found it a great tool to enter (and understand) the Self.
Hey Alex--thanks for always making me do mental gymnastics. 'Keeps my brain tarp as a shack!
Sounds like you had a great day. I would love to go listen to Sally sometime. Where can you find out more info about her classes? Does it cost alot of money?
-potato head
Anonymous: Just like the movie says "If you build it...they'll come", I say, "If you would like to study with Sallyji, I'll pay!"
Because, you know, you're the best potato head in the world!
p.s. remember the time Sean was running around the Hallmark store yelling "Gurumayi! Gurumayi!" hahahaha...that was funny....LMAO!
p.s. You can find out more about Sally's workshops by logging on to her website at www.sallykempton.com
Air, perhaps; but what the epigram really means is the ability to store things is what makes the vase valuable (did I say pot? Too much Beatles music for me!), not its outer beauty. Sure, the air inside is similar to the air surrounding the dirt road you've set it down on, but what happens when you miss the pot/vase/thingy and pour your chicken soup on the road. Not too appetizing, I'd wager.
Thus, the pot is valuable for its function, not its form. And don't think you're arguing with me, here - you're arguing with a bunch of new agey yahoos like yourself, when you argue against modern Taoists. =)
Seriously, though, I was having a really good discussion with one of my tutors at Oxford the other day. We were talking about the similarities in philosophies originating during times of great civil strife (i.e. Taoism and Buddhism in the Warring States Period; Epicureanism, Stoicism, et alii, during Persian, and intra-Hellene wars/struggles). Long story short, there are trends toward escapism, introspection, and freedom found in the mind when there is a lack of freedom (or equity, security, etc.) in reality. The mind is capable of providing for itself the requirements of happiness, when deprived of said ingredients externally.
I suppose it's a rather a long story about a nerdy conversation, really, but I thought you might get a kick out of hearing our - abbreviated tremendously - thoughts. It makes you wonder how much of the complex system of beliefs each person creates is truly necessary, and how much we could drop like sandbags on the air balloons of our minds if the world were a more enlightened place.
I think I better go have a beer and sort this out.
-A(lex)nonymous
A(lex)ononymous I love the way you signed your name!! LOL
First Point--I am NOT--I repeat am NOT--an 'new agey yahoo'; quite the opposite, my dear boy. The philosophies that interest me most are the ancient Hindu texts. It's not my fault that the West has bastardized this 'YOGA' (union with God) at the same point in time (i.e. my lifetime) that I have become emerged in it. I was introduced to these teachings by spiritual epiphanies as a child, and then formally introduced to them by Swami Durgananda (now known by her birth name, Sally Kempton). So, I'm not a yahoo...especially of the 'new agey' persuasion. :P I don't listen to Yanni OR John Tesh, for crying out loud! :P
Now, seriously (but not TOO seriously, 'cause that extinquishes all the fun):
The mind is capable of providing for itself the requirements of happiness, when deprived of said ingredients externally.
The mind is capable of 'providing for itself the requirements of happiness' at all times. The mind is Chaitanya--pure consciousness--that has taken the form of 'mind'.
I would like to hear more about your discussion. Please email me the entire, unabridged version...word for word. Seriously, I would love to hear it. It does sound interesting! :)
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What I study--Advaita Vedanta (Shankaracharya's Crest Jewel of Discrimination) basically teaches the same thing as the Tao te Ching. The Tao says:
The Tao is infinite, eternal.
Why is it eternal?
It was never born;
thus it can never die.
Why is it infinite?
It has no desires for itself;
Thus it is present for all beings.
--Verse 7
The Guru Gita (Hinduism) describes the Self in the same way (I believe what the Hindus refer to as the Self, the Tao-ist call 'the way':
Salutations to Shree Guru (the Self within). He is consciousness, which is eternal, peaceful, stainless, and transcends the sky. He is beyond nada (primordial sound), bindu (point containing the universe), and kala (manifestation of the world).
It's the same thing, defined by different words, and perhaps cultures.
Like your conversation with your Oxford tutor implies (if I am reading it correctly), things are often written in different cultures that mean the same thing, or express the same experiences or desires. Many fundamentalist Christians miss this point by thinking that only the New Testament contains any Truth. I worship Jesus as my Lord...but I don't believe for a second that he was the only avatar that ever lived. His message was clear: Love One Another. And find the truth within (Holy Spirit/ Self). I believe I've stated this before, but I believe all religions (dogmas)--at least the ones that I read--try to show that God exists closer than we could ever imagine. Albeit, I also believe that most churches--and I say most--certainly not ALL, preach the opposite. I don't know why. I could take a shot at it, but it's not my place. I'm not dissing churches here, they're wonderful for people to take refuge in...but they hardly teach that the 'true' sanctuary is right in one's own heart. That where Jesus really lives and breathes eternal, in the form of the Self. The formless.
Aahh...the formless. My analogy of the air and the said pot talk about the air inside and outside the pot. It had nothing to do with the pot itself. And I agree, 100% that I would not like to eat Chicken Soup off of a dirt road. I'm vegetarian, anyway, so it would be doubly...not my cup of tea.
I think I better go have a beer and sort this out.
Forget the beer: meditate and find the infinite, eternal Tao inside your heart. Or, at least, remember that the beer itself is pure consciousness, made out of the same energy as you and I...just took different form.
Bottoms up! (and don't forget to email me the whole philosophical conversation)
Bhakti
p.s. I can't remind you enough, that all of this intellectualizing is just mind stuff...the Truth lies beyond the intellect. (Yeah, right, Bhakti...just TRY to get a philosopher to believe that one!)
Sometimes when I was experiencing pain, I would say to myself, "The pain is just a ball of energy" or "Nothing exists that is not Shiva. This pain, too, is a manifestation of Shiva." These practices would remind me not to resist the pain, but to accept it for what it is.
That's an interesting way to look at it. You know what I do when I get a huge dose of pain is I just say to myself over and over:
pain, pain, go away. come again some other day. Just like that rain spell but with pain. It works for me.
I had two torn knees from a sloppy football tackle (I was the one doing the tackling). got them repaired completely with acupuncture, that sound thingie (forgot what it's called), and a concoction of shark cartilege and some other weird stuff. Took 9 months and now my knees are 100% again. It was sooo painful just to walk, so I could honestly say I know what pain feels like.
Well, you could definitely lead the meditation group in the anti-zombie compound when the zombies come. :)
Zombieslayer-- Do you really do the sing the'pain pain go away' song when you are in pain? If so, that's really awesome! It's as if the 'pain/rain' song has become your healing mantra! (You have such a keen sense of humor, it's hard for me to tell when you're joking!)
I LOVE acupuncture...although I haven't had any since movie out of the city 4 years ago. I'm having ultra-sound done on my left arm...oh, that just MELTS the muscle pain away...I'm so grateful someone invented that 'thingy'.
I tore the maniscus (however you spell that) in my knee while doing karate. The doctor that did my reconstructive shoulder surgery wanted to fix the knee after the shoulder surgery. I said, NO MORE SURGERIES!! I did physical therapy instead and learned how to relieve the pain through simple strengthening exercises.
I would be honored to be the meditation instructor at the Anti-Zombie compound. But, tell me: will we stick to the Geneva Convention, or are we gonna be like animals and say "The Convention doesn't apply to Zombies!"
p.s. ZombieSlayer-- I will NEVER let you take the life of my beloved Zombie Lama!!!!! No free meditation workshops until you PROMISE that the Lama can stand by my side!
p.p.s. Is it possible to 'take the life' of a zombie? Aren't they already dead?? I guess we'll have to throw them in cages like Guantanamo...
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