Friday, 3 October 2014
UNDERSTANDING THE PROCESS OF DEATH
This video teaching by Lama Yeshe is from a weekend seminar on death, intermediate state and rebirth that Lama Yeshe taught in Geneva Switzerland in September 1983. This was the last teaching Lama gave in the West; he passed away some five months later. These teachings were edited into the free book entitled "Life, Death and After Death"
Wednesday, 3 September 2014
Sunday, 3 November 2013
Thursday, 3 October 2013
Tuesday, 3 September 2013
Saturday, 3 August 2013
Wednesday, 3 July 2013
Friday, 3 May 2013
will you find that which is deathless?
are ideal for consciousness to discover and reveal itself.
Wednesday, 3 April 2013
Sunday, 3 March 2013
- This year, the day of miracles fell on the 25/02/2013, which can be condensed into 33.
- This blog is now 3 years old
- I'm now on the 3rd year of my BD Teacher Training, which I decided to do 3 days before Alan died. I started 9 (3+3+3) months later, on module 3.
- Remembering the night Alan was rushed into hospital, there were 3 of us in the waiting room.
- During the following 3 weeks I received a lot of help and support from 3 couples (my parents, Simon & Branwen, and Jan & Tim)
- On the day of his funeral, Alan's wife, sister and daughter (3 women) sat on the same bench.
- Three women organised the funeral ceremony - his wife designed the ceremony, Janie officiated the service, and Jan organised the reunion afterwards, where 3 musicians offered to play.
- Three "Gifts from God" - Jane1 offered music, Jane2 offered a tribute, Jane3 who worked at the funerary agency
- Jan managed 3 things (keeping people informed of the funeral arrangements, organising the reunion afterwards, and the 7th day prayer/mantra reminders)
- The service included 3 prayers and 3 chants (one of which was the Chenrezig mantra, which was repeated 21 (2+1=3) times).
- There were 3 objects inside the coffin (the Heart Sutra, a Buddha image, and a Crunchie bar).
- I became the subject of 3 women's displaced pain.
- I was supported by 3 men in 3 different areas (emotional support, probate, and legal advice).
- 3 of Alan's students decided to leave the Natural Way tai Chi to form their own school
- Alan's ashes were finally released on the 12/01/2012 (the day he would have celebrated his birthday), and which again can be condensed to 333.
- Alan and I met on our way to India, where we spent 3 weeks at Drepung Monastery.
Alan was taken to hospital on the Buddha's Day of Miracles. He died 3 days later, on the 3rd day of the 3rd month, of 2010 (2+0+1+0=3).
Alan's mother comes from a Catholic background. The number 333 expresses the principal mysteries of the Catholic faith which are: (1) The Unity and the Trinity of God, (2) the incarnation, the passion and death, and the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Symbolism of the number 333: the first divine man, the mystery of the unity of God, the two natures, that of the divine and the human, the mystery of the Most Holy Trinity (the 3 Kayas, in Buddhism?).
In Numerology, 333 is a sign that Ascended Masters are Around You, working closely with you.
And watching Noctuaries, a moving documentary exploring bereavement through dreams, images and memories, I noticed that grandad is now living in a care home, on room 33.
Sunday, 3 February 2013
"This documentary introduces us to Stephen Jenkinson, the leader of a palliative care counselling team at Toronto's Mount Sinai Hospital. Through his daytime job, he has been at the deathbed of well over 1,000 people. What he sees over and over, he says, is "a wretched anxiety and an existential terror" even when there is no pain. Indicting the practice of palliative care itself, he has made it his life's mission to change the way we die - to turn the act of dying from denial and resistance into an essential part of life."
Monday, 3 December 2012
Saturday, 3 November 2012
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Friday, 3 August 2012
- Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me,
- On thy bosom let me rest,
- More I would, but Death invades me;
- Death is now a welcome guest.
- When I am laid, am laid in earth,
- May my wrongs create
- No trouble, no trouble in thy breast;
- Remember me, remember me, but ah! forget my fate.
- Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.
Tuesday, 3 July 2012
Thursday, 3 May 2012
Author of several books including 'The Art Of Dying,' 'The Truth In The Light' and 'The Hidden Door,' neuro-psychiatrist Peter Fenwick talks about his research into End of Life Experiences and deathbed phenomena and what these mean in the greater picture of who we really are.
Tuesday, 3 April 2012
Sunday, 4 March 2012
The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
Ch 19 “Helping After Death”
Friday, 3 February 2012
1. I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.
2. I wish I didn't work so hard.
3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.
Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose happiness.
Thursday, 12 January 2012
Saturday, 3 December 2011
Introduction to Tai Chi, Alan Peck
Thursday, 3 November 2011
And he said:
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heath of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond; and like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honor. Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king? Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Monday, 3 October 2011
Saturday, 3 September 2011
Thursday, 4 August 2011
Death and Caring for the Dying 2
Death and Caring for the Dying 3
Death and Caring for the Dying 4
Death and Caring for the Dying 5
Sunday, 3 July 2011
Friday, 3 June 2011
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
When Buddha was on his death bed he noticed his young disciple Anan was weeping.
'Why are you weeping, Anan?' he asked.
'Because the light of the world is about to be extinguished and we will be in darkness.'
The Buddha summoned up all his remaining energy and spoke what were to be his final words on earth:
'Anan, Anan, be a light unto yourself.'
Sunday, 3 April 2011
Yesterday slipped away, it cannot be filled anymore with meaning.
About tomorrow nothing is known.
But this day, today, is yours, make use of it.
Today you can make someone happy.
Today you can help another.
This day is a special day, it is yours."
Thursday, 3 March 2011
Thursday, 3 February 2011
There is one thing I can be sure of: I am going to die. But what am I to make of that fact? This course will examine a number of issues that arise once we begin to reflect on our mortality. The possibility that death may not actually be the end is considered. Are we, in some sense, immortal? Would immortality be desirable? Also a clearer notion of what it is to die is examined. What does it mean to say that a person has died? What kind of fact is that? And, finally, different attitudes to death are evaluated. Is death an evil? How? Why? Is suicide morally permissible? Is it rational? How should the knowledge that I am going to die affect the way I live my life?
Monday, 3 January 2011
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Thursday, 4 November 2010
This new blog shows how Alan used original mnemonic drawings to help him remember the Chinese Herbal Patent Formulas. May it be of help to all of you who are attempting the same!
Sunday, 3 October 2010
Friday, 3 September 2010
This is something Alan did not long before he died. He loved 3D arts: comics, manga, digital sculpture, animation, you name it! Alan also liked the idea of this type of reminders; remembering death was one of his daily Buddhist practices.
If you're curious and want to find out more about this topic, the book Preparing for Death in Buddhism can be read online. Just click on the title.
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
Saturday, 3 July 2010
so give up all your schemes and ambitions.
If you have got to think about something—
Make it the uncertainty of the hour of your death.
Thursday, 3 June 2010
Monday, 3 May 2010
Donations of over £1,100 were collected for Gyakham Khangtsen in Drepung Loseling Monastery, from where Alan's Buddhist teachers came, and where Alan stayed for 3 weeks in January 2008. Thank you so much for your generosity.
See also: letter from the monks at Gyakham Khangtsen
Sunday, 4 April 2010
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
It is with the most profound sadness that we have to tell you about the death of our dear friend and teacher Alan Peck who died on Wednesday evening, 3rd March 2010.
The premature passing of such a gentle man, a sincere practitioner and lineage holder is an immense loss. All those who had the privilege to study and push hands with Alan had no doubt of the depth of his commitment, the level of his understanding and achievements.
His gentle teaching opened the door to the wonders of T'ai Chi for many hundreds of students he taught for over thirty years.
His advanced students will continue to teach the “Natural Way School of T'ai Chi” which he named in honour of Dr. Chi Chiang Tao and, to the best of their ability, pass on the wonders of this lineage to future generations.
OM MANE PADME HUNG
Saturday, 19 January 2008
Alan and I sat together on the airplane, kissing and snuggling despite the odd looks we were given. After exchanging contact details, we said goodbye at Heathrow airport and took different coaches to different towns.
Thursday, 17 January 2008
Last day at the Tibetan settlement. Geshe-la invited Alan and I for a walk around camp 2. First, he led us to the monastery's kitchen, and I was pleased to have a second chance to see the kitchen.
They always tell this story about one disciple at the time of the Buddha. He was very, very dumb. He had one teacher, a non-Buddhist teacher who was trying to teach him two syllables, ‘Om Bum.’ When he remembered ‘Om,’ he forgot ‘Bum,’ and when he remembered ‘Bum,’ he forgot ‘Om.’ Eventually the teacher got fed up and kicked the student out. This guy was just completely overwhelmed. “I can’t learn anything. I am so dumb, my teacher kicked me out!” He was crying and crying and crying.
Somebody brought him to the Buddha. The Buddha, because he had so many skilful means, gave this guy a meditation practice suitable for him. He gave him a broom and had him sweep the courtyard in front of the temple where the monks and nuns were doing their prayers. He had to sweep one side of the courtyard and then he would do the other side. When he swept the other side, the side that was first swept became dirty so he had to go back and sweep that again, so he spent all his time going back and forth cleaning both sides of the courtyard. The Buddha told him as he was cleaning, to say, “Clean the dust, clean the stain.” This man went all day long with his broom saying, “Clean the dust, clean the stain,” as he was sweeping.
At some point, through the force of offering service with faith and devotion to the Buddha and to the Sangha, and through the force of continually thinking about what does “clean the dust, clean the stain” mean, he realized that it means to clean the two levels of obscurations. The first one being the afflicted obscurations – the ignorance, attachment, and anger – and the karma that cause rebirth? These are considered the dirt, so you clean that. “Clean the stain” refers to the dualistic appearance of phenomena. He began to understand exactly what the obstacles of the path were and he began to understand the value of the wisdom realizing emptiness….
Wednesday, 16 January 2008
I woke up with deep, resonant sounds coming from Drepung Deyang Monastery, and immediately sensed that something was about to happen. The monks were chanting and playing ritual music with traditional Tibetan instruments. I could hear the "earth-shaking bass tones" of the dungchen long horns, accompanied by cymbals, and the trumpet-like sounds of the gyalings and the ceremonial puja drums, each instrument representing a different offering (the drum, for example, representing a dharma offering, the bell, wisdom, and so on). The monks continued to chant, and the morning birds joined them, creating an other-wordly atmosphere.
I got dressed as quickly as I could, ran down the stairs and out of Gyakham Khangtsen straight into Deyang Monastery. Not many people were there, probably because the ceremony hadn't been publicly announced, so I could sit quite near the shrine, where the kuten (medium, "physical basis," person/body that the spirit manifests in) sat surrounded by monks, the assistants standing around him, others sitting together on the floor invoking Nechung's spirit with their chants and instruments. Sitting so close, I could see the medium's ritual costume, described in detail by Pearlman (2002:p.94-95) as follows,
"On formal occasions, the Kuten is dressed in an elaborate costume consisting of several layers of clothing topped by a highly ornate robe of golden silk brocade, which is covered with ancient designs in red and blue and green and yellow [colours traditionally subscribed to the Mahabhuta]. On his chest he wears a circular mirror which is surrounded by clusters of turquoise and amethyst, its polished steel flashing with the Sanskrit mantra corresponding to Dorje Drakden. Before the proceedings begin, he also puts on a sort of harness, which supports four flags and three victory banners. Altogether, this outfit weighs more than seventy pounds and the medium, when not in trance, can hardly walk in it."Eventually, the medium went into trance. His arms, hands, and legs began to shake. The music stopped. As the trance deepened, the assistants placed the heavy headress and fastened it tightly on his head. It is said to weigh 30 pounds. He was now possessed by the Nechung Oracle, and will not remember a thing once the spirit leaves his body.
Suddenly, he raised from the chair, his face contorted, and began to make prostrations in what seemed like a dance. Back on his sit, he started to make strange hissing, snake like sounds, which only the few monks around him could understand and translate. These special monks immediately took notes of the oracles' messages, which were kept secret.
Once the message was recorded, the Oracle threw blessed grains to the crowd of Tibetans, which took it as a sign to quickly push their way forward to receive his blessings and the red scarves for good fortune. I joined them and went through the experience of being in his close proximity for a second time, now in a much more intimate environment, as Deyang Monastery is much smaller than the New Assembly Hall.
Last day of teachings by the Dalai lama
When I eventually got back to Gyakham Khangsten, still shaken by the experience, everybody was already gone. I was late for the Dalai lama's teachings, so I rushed to the temple. It was His Holiness' last day in Mundgod, and the last chance to hear his teachings. The Assembly Hall was absolutely packed, and I couldn't find Alan or anyone from the group of Westerners staying at Gyakham Khangsten, so I squeezed my way in and sat with the Tibetans.
Walk to the swimming pool. Haystacks, palm trees - hope we can go again and take pictures. Oracle. Nechung. Photographs of monks. [from Alan's travel diary]
Tuesday, 15 January 2008
Innauguration of Drepung Monastery's Deyang Monastic College. Waited 3 hrs in sweltering heat. Saw HH quite close. [from Alan's travel diary]
Deyang Monastery was packed full and many monks had no other option but to sit outside on the floor.
Although the event was not open to the general public, we managed to get in and join the monks as they waited for the Dalai Lama's arrival.
Geshe Damcho and Donde-la walked by. Afterwards, we all had lunch at the house, and I decided to join a small group and go to Camp 1.
Ling Rinpoche, recognised in 1987 by the Dalai Lama as the reincarnation of his predecessor Thupten Lungtok Namgyal Thinley. He was only 2 years old when this happened. We all sat in the waiting room for a while; it reminded me of a dentist's waiting room, with several magazines on display to ease the boredom of waiting.
I didn't dare to take a photo (the one above was found on the internet).
Meeting the Nechung Kuten
Later in the day, we finally had the opportunity to meet the medium monk in person, in his natural state, without being in a trance.
this serene and peaceful monk being the human receptacle of one of the most fearsome and wrathful protector of Tibetan Buddhism." The Nechung Oracle is said to connect the original Tibetan religion “Bon” (an ancient animalistic and polytheistic religion) to present day Buddhism.