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Where Hearts Connect: A Mother and Son’s Journey

August 25, 2021 By Southern Dharma Staff

by Bev Wann

It was a rough couple of years. At age 19, my son Brendan had a bleed in his brain that resulted in half of his body being paralyzed. He muscled his way through months of rehab and eventually picked up the pieces of his life. Just one month into his second semester at college he had a second bleed. This one also froze half of his body and required him to come to a complete stop … no school, no job, back into my, his mother's, home. He started on an earnest, often painful, journey of healing … focusing on his body, his heart, and his spirit.

Portrait of Bev and her son BrendanIn March of his 23rd year he went on his first residential, silent retreat at Southern Dharma Retreat Center. He died of a third episode six months later.

His teachers and the practices they encouraged during that week on the mountain offered him support for being with the limitations of his physical body, tools for working with times of overwhelming fear and sadness and ways to find moments of peace. His last chapter of life on earth was a time of profound awakening to the truth of unending love. His time at SDRC was an important part of his dying with an open heart.

Shortly after his passing I found my way up the winding road to SDRC for a retreat of my own. I have returned to attend many retreats since then. The land has absorbed my tears and the mountain has heard my cries of grief. This retreat center has become my place of refuge and solace. The sanctuary, silence, teachers … the shared wisdom, gracious staff, natural beauty … have all supported me through years of recovery and beyond. Last month I attended a solo retreat in one of the little cabins right by the creek. I found great joy sitting in meditation with the other retreatants, weeding the gardens, climbing the mountain, eating the incredible SDRC meals, resting in the sounds of the bees and the flowing water, and communing in the evenings with the small band gathered together for the week.

Each retreat offers me the dual gifts of silence - deep peace and profound confrontation with my own mind. And each retreat offers me a chance to reconnect with my inner life, with the pulse of wilderness and with my son. I sense him most clearly when I am quiet, in my heart and in this place we both know and knew as sacred. In the closing retreat circles I am always moved to mention his name to honor his short, but full life.

I write this to bring to life the power and possibilities a retreat can offer someone coming into their own as a young adult. It may offer a place of healing, it may offer a space for exploring one's path or purpose, it may provide vital teachings that support years of practice and growth and it may plant seeds that mature into a lifetime of compassionate and wise choices. A contribution to the Brendan James Scholarship Fund will support young adults in being able to attend retreats before they may be able to afford one on their own. I can't think of a better way to pass on what we know in our hearts to those coming behind us.

Attending a meditation retreat is a luxury that many young adults cannot afford without support. If you would like to make an offering to the Brendan James Scholarship Fund for Young Adults, or any of our other scholarship programs, please visit our Donation page and let us know in the comments how you would like your gift utilized. Deep thanks to Brendan for his inspiring example and Bev for her commitment to all our early stage practitioners. May all who are searching find their way to the Dharma.

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Carving Spoons

August 6, 2021 By Southern Dharma Staff

By Sam Chrisinger, Winter Resident

One of the ways I spent my time at Southern Dharma was carving wooden spoons. I appreciate the stillness this can bring to a quiet morning. With hands and eyes occupied this way I often find my mind settles easily, and I had many sweet mornings watching dawn arrive in the holler while working away on a project.

The way I practice it, spoon carving begins with what looks like a round piece of firewood, and the best wood is still wet and yields easily to a knife. I had the good fortune to harvest some sections of a last-year's wind-fall maple tree from the woods on the land. Not as green as a freshly fallen tree, but still good for carving work. Almost certainly one of the red maple trees (acer rubrum var. rubum) that grace the Southeast with their springtime fireworks display of bright red buds that explode into flowers. In March it was these very buds that were my company as I whittled away on the kitchen stoop. Deep gratitude to these maple trees and the land they stand on.

Once cut into 12" sections, the logs are riven in half as neatly as possible using a combination of a froe (wedge) and beetle (sledge). One of the halves is roughly shaped with a hatchet, quickly removing large quantities of what wood needs to be removed to reveal the shape of a spoon. The remaining chunk can rightfully be called a "blank" and is ready for the gradual refinement by knife, gouge, and hook knife. 

As the piece is turned every which way and wood is gradually removed, and the carver must constantly attune to the direction of fibers in the wood, knots or other irregularities. Most of all to taking great care not to cut too deeply in any spot. Cutting "against the grain" inevitably causes the wood fibers to tear out, sometimes in large chunks. In this way a workpiece can be ruined in an instant. Cutting "with the grain" usually isn't subject to this danger, but with a spoon it's rarely so simple. Every curve and transition contains a point of inflection where carving must briefly happen in the "wrong direction". Learning to feel this change with the knife and how to navigate it gracefully takes practice and a healthy dose of intuition.

Spoon carving can be a practice in observing the ways all the senses expand and contract. This happens simultaneously and on many levels. There is the movement from tree to log to blank to spoon-shaped to spoon and all of the transitions therein. There are the moments where vision narrows to an area smaller than a dime, fixated on some tiny imperfection or detail. There are moments when the awareness of touch is centered almost fully in the right thumb as it guides a knife smoothly across some difficult place. Then pause, hold the piece back and look it over. Check the balance, check the thickness in different places. Does it flow together as a whole? Will it even work as a spoon? The geometry of commonplace implements is easy to overlook until you've managed to carve an absurd and utterly unusable soup spoon. As the piece becomes physically smaller so do the spheres of attention and intention, but always these areas of focus must be understood as part of a larger whole. A repeating spiral from gross to subtle to gross to subtle.

As someone still coming to terms with the fact that perfection is not only unattainable but somewhat nonsensical when applied to everyday things (I'm stubborn so this is a slow process), I find observing my mind to be one of the most interesting aspects of carving. A wide spectrum is there to observe-from those profound moments of single pointed concentration to the captivating daydreams that leave me wondering what I've been doing and wow am I glad I'm not bleeding. When things seem to be going well my mind easily turns to "Oh I must be good at this!", and just as easily a mistake becomes "What a waste, I should give this up altogether!". It's places of artistic expression where my inner perfectionist comes out most strongly, and often projects are discarded because of some small flaw. To check this impulse I used to make a practice of always finishing a spoon once started, but now I allow for a wider range of discretion. There is that constant play between sensing what is challenging yet worthwhile and what is simply energy better spent elsewhere. Sometimes this means being willing to spend hours carving an elaborate piece of kindling. Other times the result is a finely formed and functional spoon that can be enjoyed for years to come. Trying to remain equally open to both outcomes has been a real place of learning for me.

Sam having lunch at a table outsideSam is a software developer turned carpenter, woodworker, and bicycle mechanic- jack of many trades, master of none. Born in raised in Virginia, he has spent the past several years living in North Carolina (with the exception of a brief stint on the West coast). He enjoys playing clawhammer banjo, cooking, and spending time outside. Sam is currently serving as Interim Groundskeeper here at SDRC.

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Takeaways from our Gender & Accommodations survey

May 16, 2021 By Southern Dharma Staff

In February 2021, Southern Dharma asked our newsletter subscribers to participate in a (highly unscientific but still very informative) survey on gender & accommodations. The survey seeks to inform Southern Dharma's practices around the assignment of housing options and how gender does (or doesn't) play into that. Our intention is to maximize the housing we have available for as many retreatants as possible, and also to be accommodating of diverse needs and diverse genders.

We asked respondents to kindly set aside concerns about snoring, since snoring is something that people of all genders can be prone to, and we already ask a specific question about that on our registration form.

As of mid-May 2021, we received 74 responses, partially summarized below by question:

How many residential retreats have you done at Southern Dharma in the last 5 years?

When sharing a double room with another retreatant, you would:

When sharing the large dormitory space with privacy partitions, you would:

So, what are my key takeaways from this (and some further analysis)? What are the things I feel that we need to keep in mind when making changes?

  1. Only women said that they would insist on sharing a space with someone of the same gender, whether it was the dorm or the double bedrooms. Those who felt this way still represented a minority of the respondents, though a majority of female respondents would at least prefer to be housed with other female retreatants if not insist upon it.
  2. People are apparently more sensitive in regards to sharing the double rooms versus the dorm spaces on the 3rd floor, which offer privacy partitions.
  3. People who have been on 4+ retreats have significantly stronger preferences to be segregated by gender. It's possible that this is due to the fact that they are older but we did not ask people to identify themselves by age in the survey.
  4. Several female respondents specified that they consider anyone who identifies as female as female, regardless of their birth sex.

In the open feedback question, we received some additional requests to "please take extra care of gender nonconforming people. Making effort to ask what they need to feel safe and comfortable." We also received some appreciation for asking these questions at all.

We may make a decision based on the feedback to allow people of all genders to share the dormitory space (rather than restricting it to females), and use the double rooms on the 2nd floor to house retreatants who either prefer or insist on sharing space with someone of the same gender, especially females. This will allow us to adapt more flexibly to registrations for any particular retreat, rather than restricting admission to individuals of a particular gender in order to fill our remaining spots. We will also discuss whether single kutis or tents could be blocked off for retreats until we determine that someone does not have a critical need for a solo space, rather than just a preference. These could be, for example, gender nonconforming individuals who do not feel comfortable sharing sleeping space at all.

Feel free to comment on this post if you have thoughts to share on the results. We are also open to receiving more responses if you haven't yet participated in the survey, but would like to. Thanks in advance for completing the survey by June 1, 2021, at which time it will officially close.

Questions? Contact [email protected].

 

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Coming home to Southern Dharma, coming home to myself

May 16, 2021 By Southern Dharma Staff

By Teresa (Tere) Todoroff, Winter Resident

Don’t meditate to fix yourself, to heal yourself, to improve yourself, to redeem yourself. Rather, do it as an act of love, of deep warm friendship to yourself. In this way there is no longer any need for the subtle aggression of self-improvement... Instead, see meditation as an act of love. - Bob Sharples

What would it taste like to befriend each moment, love every morning of transition, the mess, miracle, even the mundane? Sweet spaciousness. Coming home. Patience.

Medicine (Usnea) in the forest

Six weeks at Southern Dharma have provided a precious and pregnant pause in a time of great turning, loss, and possibility. Days full of reflection, community, intentionality and orienting towards the possibility of an integrated and joyful sense of belonging. As winter now downshifts, the daffodils drive our gaze towards bright buds and wet earth.

I remember the cloudy day of my arrival on the land - it was a Sunday, and it felt slow. El arte de dominguear. My favorite art of “Sundaying” (as a verb, a quite passive one). The winter air breathed a break, before the beginnings of a new week and a new snow that would soon arrive and cover the land in a candy-like, white foam, much different from what I had just experienced in the New Mexican high desert. The pleasant air and soft sun hosted our lunch out on the picnic tables in front of the lodge as I overlooked this new valley, this new home. Squash soup the color of a favorite yellow sweater, homemade kimchi with yacon, and some fresh sourdough. Yes. I’m home.

A snowy walk up to the Knoll

Since that first drive up West Road in late January, we’ve chanted the Recollection of the Triple Jewel just about every morning. Buddha, Dharma, Sangha. Treasures. Teachers. Timeless. Our daily 8am practice periods, often with the fire roaring in the wood stove, grounded this heart, this mind, this body. What a gift to sit with friends. To hear each other’s voices and honor our silences. To dedicate merit and support our ever evolving practice of coming home to our true nature.

Over the last couple years, chanting has been an act of love, nourishing this mysterious journey and path of practice of “mine”. Sounding sacred syllables sends me into the devotional depths. It feels ancient, it moves energy, it opens my heart and sometimes cracks it. Growing up Catholic, singing at church felt like one of the few enjoyable aspects of weekly mass. “Make me a channel of your peace, where there is hatred let me sow love”.

Soft light, blue mountains

One of my favorite Pali words in the Triple Jewel chant has a nice feel coming out of the throat: Akaliko. I like the way the “ka” comes out first, then the “ko”. Eenie-meeni-miny-mo, a ka-lee-koh. It is often translated as timeless.

The dharma is timeless, and yet… The calendar pages continue to turn as my settling deepens here on this special piece of Appalachian forest. My time here grows shorter as the days grow longer. There is a beginning, middle and end to everything, and this particular iteration and configuration of beings, of seasons, of timelessness is coming to an end.

Poetry, Ukelele, Spring Sun, Sangha

So many moments, even the mundane ones, have felt imbued with magic, with dhamma and blessed with the good fortune of spiritual friendship. Walking from the hall to the lodge after a morning sit, brushing our teeth together before bed, staff meetings with songs and bells, Qi Gong in the meadow, poetry and ukelele on the knoll, snow angels, game nights, movie nights, quiet nights.

As I reflect on this time of coming home to my practice, opening to a new community, sensing the beauty of a new landscape, gratitude and appreciation washes over my heart. For all those who tended to this forest for millennia past, who created these buildings with love, and who practiced whole heartedly: Thank you. I carry this time, this healing, this simplicity, within me and around me and aspire to share these timeless gifts of coming home with all.

Even with summer
So far off
I feel it grown in me
Now and ready
To arrive in the world.
-David Whyte

My time as a winter resident at Southern Dharma allowed for a rich, opening experience in dhamma and community. I feel so grateful for the space, sangha, and safety that held me. I am a mixed race Latina and bilingual Spanish speaker. Having benefited from BIPOC and YA scholarships in the past at other retreat centers, I am delighted that SDRC has opened up additional funding for folks! The opportunity to practice in this lifetime is a precious jewel and my wish is that the Buddha’s teachings continue to flourish to more diverse practitioners. May all beings be free and have access to the path of liberation. Thank you SDRC for encouraging our under 30 and BIPOC friends to practice.

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Suffering Effectively: Reflections on the First Noble Truth

April 18, 2021 By Southern Dharma Staff

By David Chernikoff

     I first heard the phrase effective suffering from meditation teacher Shinzen Young, who used it in a story he told about the renowned Christian contemplative Thomas Merton. Merton lived quite a bohemian life before he converted to Catholicism and then entered one of the church’s strictest and most ascetic monastic orders. When he was asked about his decision and the suffering that such a lifestyle involves, Merton said that he didn’t become a Trappist monk so that he would suffer more than other people but that he wanted to learn to suffer more effectively.

     I found the idea of effective suffering quite off-putting at first. “Who in the world wants to suffer?” I asked myself. “Let alone effectively, whatever that means.” When I looked deeply at the phrase and spent time reflecting upon it, however, I recalled a number of similar teachings I’d heard from other teachers I greatly respect. Ajahn Chah, the great Thai forest master, said “There are two kinds of suffering: the suffering that leads to more suffering and the suffering that leads to the end of suffering. If you are not willing to face the second kind of suffering, you will surely continue to experience the first.” I remember a related statement that Ram Dass made, one that caused me to pause and reflect deeply on my life. “Despair is the necessary prerequisite for the next level of consciousness.” His teacher, Neem Karoli Baba, gave similar teachings. “Suffering is grace,” he was known to say. “Suffering brings me closer to God.” And again, from the influential Zen teacher Charlotte Joko Beck: “As you embrace the suffering of life, the wonder shows up. They go together.”

     I think it’s safe to say that no living being, human or non-human, wants to suffer. I also think it’s safe to say that every human being (and I imagine every sentient being) suffers at times. There seems to be no getting around the fact that embodied life involves difficulties on a variety of levels. This is what the Buddha pointed out in the first of his four noble truths: Life involves suffering. 

     As obvious as this fact seems to me now, I can look back on earlier parts of life and see that I didn’t really believe it to be true. Other people often looked happier than I felt. Perhaps they were simply better actors, or perhaps they really were healthier, more joyful people. Lost as I was in unconscious mental and emotional patterns that perpetuated the disharmony in my inner world, I interpreted the suffering in my life as my problem. I wrestled with deep feelings of inadequacy and told myself stories in which I was somehow to blame for my unhappiness. It was only years later, when I studied eastern and western psychology, that I came to understand how few people come through childhood without their version of similar feelings to my own. As the comedienne Mary Karr put it, “A dysfunctional family is any family with more than one person in it.” 

     When I was twenty-four, shortly after moving to Boulder, Colorado to attend the inaugural summer program at Naropa Institute (now Naropa University), a friend suggested I see an astrologer to get some guidance for the next steps in my life. While the astrology reading was not a life-changer, the astrologer and I had a very powerful connection and soon became romantically involved. Our first three months together were an ascent unlike any I had experienced before in an intimate relationship. The phrase “falling in love” took on a new and truly magical meaning in my life. Within weeks, I moved into her house, connected deeply with her toddler, and convinced myself that my life was finally coming together. Sadly, the conventional wisdom that what goes up must come down proved to be the case, and shortly before the holiday season, we parted ways. The emotional descent was brutal, and our breakup left my heart feeling shattered into a thousand pieces.

     I quickly concocted a story in which this “failed relationship” was simply more evidence that I was too wounded a human being to ever find and sustain a committed intimate partnership. That’s when a close friend of mine gave me a holiday gift, a copy of Cutting Through Spiritual Materialism by the Buddhist teacher, Chogyam Trungpa, Rinpoche. Because I felt so raw and open, I was able to take in what the book was saying in a way that felt deeply transformative. Specifically, I understood what he was saying about the first noble truth. He made the point repeatedly that unsatisfactoriness is an existential given at certain times in a human life. The process of awakening, from a spiritual perspective, begins and accelerates with the acceptance of this unsettling fact.

     For many of us, suffering of one kind or another is what motivates us to explore spiritual teachings in the first place. Yes, it’s true that there are people who step onto the path solely because they have a passionate intellectual curiosity about “how it all is” and “what’s really going on.” Others seem to have a karmic jump-start at an early age that enables them to quickly see through the superficial aspects of modern life and focus on its deepest meaning. Still, my experience is that the vast majority of people who see themselves as being on a spiritual journey are initially motivated to awaken by a desire to move beyond their personal suffering. I believe it’s for this reason that Ajahn Chah, Thomas Merton, and many other teachers regularly made comments like those previously mentioned. They invite us to choose to see our painful experiences as what Ram Dass called “grist for the mill of awakening.”

     Important questions naturally arise when we consider their invitation. What is the next step after fully acknowledging the truth of suffering? How can we actually learn to turn poison into medicine, to transform our very human difficulties into steppingstones on the path of liberation? Which practices are best for us to work with at this point in our process of awakening? What dharma book should I read next to deepen my understanding of the teachings? 

     How often should I go on retreat and with which teacher? When is it time to focus my efforts on social justice issues and service to others? 

     These are the kind of issues we’ll be exploring in the May 6th to May 9th at-home retreat I’ll be leading for Southern Dharma next month. We’ll come together to create a supportive learning community that will be designed to help each participant move to a deeper level of joy, wisdom and compassion. The Buddha wisely included the sangha as one of the three refuges. At the conclusion of this retreat, my hope is that we’ll all come away with a deep appreciation for why he chose to do that and for what can happen when a group of sincere practitioners gather together in service to the awakening of all beings everywhere.

Register here for David Chernikoff's upcoming retreat.

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Mama Appalachia: A Poem from Southern Dharma

March 13, 2021 By Southern Dharma Staff

 Mama Appalachia by Sami Claire Walden, Winter Resident

Her smile as wide as the Appalachian mountains
as dark as the night sky
snow flitters on the soft rounds
something of a twilight reflection
that beckons me to see beyond
that stills me enough to hear the bird wing flap
as she ascends off the white washed branch
enough to stone me
cool as winter breeze
firmly rooted to the changing spiral
in the chorus of this silent season
Spirit catching up to body
Body catching up to spirit
Soul as witness
Reverberating truth as twilight falls again
Never promising another day, hour, minute,
Or moment of sunshine
but something of a beginning stirs
Something of hope
A remembering that there is some kind of forever
Weaving us above, below, between, beyond

Hello! My name is Sami Claire and I have been a winter resident at Southern Dharma Retreat Center for the past 6 weeks. This time has allowed me to deepen my meditation practice, contribute to this beautiful community, heal my body and find clarity on how I would like to proceed on my path of service. Although my days are coming to an end, it seems this is only the sweet beginning of my relationship with Southern Dharma and all beings, plants and animals on this land. I have found another refuge, home and sangha in this life and for this I am forever grateful.

Here are some poems that my time has inspired.

Thank you for reading and for being.

May you be happy, well and do that which brings you joy.

Hello! My name is Sami Claire and I have been a winter resident at Southern Dharma Retreat Center since the end of January. This time has allowed me to deepen my meditation practice, contribute to this beautiful community, heal my body and find clarity on how I would like to proceed on my path of service. Although my days are coming to an end, it seems this is only the sweet beginning of my relationship with Southern Dharma and all beings, plants and animals on this land. I have found another refuge, home and sangha in this life and for this I am forever grateful.

Thank you for reading and for being.

May you be happy, well and do that which brings you joy.

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