Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts

Saturday, January 22, 2022

Thich Nhat Hanh RIP




Yesterday was kind of tough for a lot of the participants in the Winter Practice Period after word came that Thich Nhat Hanh (Thay) had died in Hue, his home town in Vietnam, at the age of 95.

He was  not one of my main Dharma teachers, but he was known of by me and respected for his gentleness, kindness and wisdom.

As one of the many Buddhist opponents of the Vietnam War, he was a leading figure in the long struggle in the United States to end it. He was exiled from Vietnam for his efforts, and he was only able to return years after the victory of the North. He settled in France at his Plum Village retreat, farm and Zen Center.

I've heard tell that he was basically incapacitated after a stroke in 2014, and was unable to speak for the last several years. His teaching, of course, is very widespread and continues to profoundly influence the thinking and actions of individuals, Buddhist and not, throughout the world.

Memories were shared at a memorial service held in his honor last night. Reminders of his wisdom included a comment he'd made after another Dharma teacher had died. He said (paraphrase), "Oh, I knew him. He said he always wanted to come to Plum Village but never did during his lifetime. Now he's here! He's here in the trees and the birds and the sky, and we're walking with him now. Isn't it wonderful?"

Another memory that has stuck with me since I first heard it from a Dharma teacher last summer:

He visited San Francisco Zen Center in the 1980s during a period of turmoil and difficulty. Part of his mission was to help overcome the current difficulties and help assure a strong future. As part of his mission, he went to Green Gulch, the Center's farm in Marin County, where he walked with residents and visitors on the trail that led to the ocean. As he was walking, he said to the assembly (paraphrase), "You have one of the most beautiful sites and paths in North America. Why are you all so grim?"

That has stuck with me ever since I heard it last year. To me, it is the essence of Suchness, the epitome of the Song of the Jewel Mirror Samadhi, and the core teaching of Buddhism. 

Yes, you may be facing problems and difficulties now, and those problems may grow or diminish, but that's not all there is. Look around you. Take a moment to see outside yourself. Take time to recognize the extraordinary essence of where you are, for example, and the Suchness of the whole. Why are you all so grim when there is so much more than what is bothering you at the moment. Look around. This is the most beautiful place you can be. You're blessed. 

Oh, he may have passed from the material world, but his influence, like that of so many other Honored Ones, will long carry on.

RIP

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Used to Be Nobody Died on the Internet... RIP Bartcop



Word came yesterday that one of the pioneers in the online liberal/progressive activist community died on March 5, in Tulsa.

Terry Coppage, aka "Bartcop" was hailed and reviled and adored and condemned far and wide beginning at a time when there barely was an internet, and online communities, especially of the not-far-enough leftish-wing sort -- were practically unknown.

Bartcop.com was an original and a necessary tonic against the ridiculous resurgence of rightist populism, corporate subversion of democracy, and the bizarre and bewildering media tilt toward ever more rightist propaganda.

He told it like it was, and when he did, he made those who saw his skewerings and insults laugh out loud and roll on the floor.

I can't say exactly when I first stumbled on Bartcop online but it must have been around the time of or shortly after Clinton's impeachment pageant, for I can recall some of the illustrations that Bartcop put up ridiculing and satirizing the proceedings. And by the time of the Bushevik installation in the White House, the site was in full cry and full glory.

Good times.

And Media Whores Online, the Horse.

When I heard yesterday Bartcop was dead, of flu and pneumonia and leukemia, it hit hard, like a gut-punch. Damn!

And I'm still broken up about it.

Used to be nobody died on the internet. This one is missed...


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