K.I.S.S – Keep It Simple Stupid

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Image of Ryokan the Zen poet sitting in a single windowed hut in a forest
Ryokan the Zen poet epitomized the simple life living as he did in a single windowed hut in a forest of bamboo

Acronyms are useful because they help you remember things. Things that are useful and things that have outlived their usefulness. One acronym I have always found useful is K.I.S.S

Keep it Simple Stupid.

I have applied it to almost every situation I have been in.

It works for Self-Protection, Meditation, Martial arts, Engineering, Weapons Handling and Life itself.

Keeping things simple creates room in your busy brain that will allow you time to think. To re-position yourself in the world. To be aware.

It gives you time to reflect and opens you up to just being in the moment. No matter where you are, you can create space. Space to breathe and embrace life as it happens. The good, the bad and the ugly.

After all these are only your perceptions and what is bad to one person is good to another. It’s all relative, as they say! In the middle of a busy city or in the wilds of Scotland it’s your perception that creates the problem. The way you talk to yourself, the way you see and hear the world and what you feel about it.

Simplicity is a state of mind… nothing more.

There has always been talk of leading a simple life, of having little in the way of possessions and keeping life stripped down to the basics. That’s good, but I don’t think it’s the answer. I know people with nothing and they are inherently miserable. I know people with everything and they too are miserable.

I had one NLP client who said: “I’m financially rich but emotionally poor”

She thought having money was causing the problem. Well, it was her attitude and beliefs about having wealth that caused the problem. Her perception was making her unhappy. I taught her how to reframe her perceptions and now she gets more out of life and has even started sharing some of her wealth with others less fortunate.

The problem arises when these people believe that having things or not having things will bring happiness.

Let’s get rid of our cell phones and computers.

Let’s get rid of our cars and motorcycles.

Let’s dispense of materialistic possessions.

That’s all well and good, but sadly we live in a world where we are bombarded by stuff, material possessions, people, ideas and the desire for happiness. Surrounded on all sides by things, advertising encourages us to upgrade to the latest technology, fashions, cars or subscribe to current ideologies.

To think that you can be happy simply by ridding yourself of these things is a myth. Happiness is a myth. That constant search for the ideal state that exists only in your mind. Once you have “happiness” life events inevitably step in and take it away. Like clouds blown away by the wind of change.

It’s not the objects that are the problem, but our attachment to them that makes you unhappy or feeling out of balance.

I happen to like stuff. I like swords; I love books and I like ideas but over the years I have loosened my attachment to them so that when the objects, the ideas and the people move on or vanish that’s fine. That recognition that the thing you desire will be gone… including yourself… allows you to live your life in a more balanced way. To me, dropping attachment is the key to living the simple life. You can have your cake and eat it but realise that this state is subject to change and embrace it.

Once you have this realisation you begin to exist in a state of unperturbedness. The Greeks called this ataraxia and this is what the soldiers feel in the midst of the confusion of battle. It’s a state of equanimity that allows you to respond in an appropriate manner.

Recently, as many of you aware, I have also been dropping attachments to my long-held beliefs too. The liberation I felt when they vanished was palpable. Using the maxims of Pyrrhonism has helped me on this path.

Reading Robert Anton Wilson and his use of E-Prime has also been instrumental into me leading a simpler approach to life too. I intend writing something on this subject soon.

If I purchase a new book, I cherish it and enjoy it, then put it down. I know that at some point it may be gone and that’s fine too.

I know that some of my most cherished beliefs will change, and that’s OK.

Living simply does not mean clearing out everything you own. It means clearing out your attachment to these things.

For 64 years now I have seen friends adopting new beliefs, amassing large amounts of possessions only to be distraught when they have gone.

I know someone who went to Sikkim to get away from the world but sadly took their problems with them. The solitude only heightened her sense of panic and she returned with a realisation that wherever you are, you are simply here, wherever you are. With or without attachments.

It’s that simple… Really.

Keep your perceptions in check. Embrace whatever is happening for you… Now.

Loosen your grip on your attachment and the normal reactions you have will cease, to be replaced by a simpler way of looking at the world.

Things become clearer and you don’t have to run away to feel good.

You can feel good for no fucking reason and remember that “Beliefs are the Chains of the Free”.

Even that belief!

You can always find your balance with whatever you have or wherever you are.

In the words of the great Zen Poet Ryokan:

Don’t say my hut has nothing to offer

come and I will share with you

the cool breeze that fills my window

Ryokan (1758-1831)

Ryokan was known as the “Great Fool” and lived very simply in a one window hut surrounded by bamboo. He got his water from a spring and invited people to join him.

My book “Beyond Beliefs” is coming along well, and I may publish some excerpts soon.

Buddhism & Pyrrhonism – Liberation Through Skepticism

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 Greek Philosopher Pyrrho of Elis poses in a 17th century drawing
Greek Skeptic Philosopher Pyrrho

I’ve just been spending the week putting together a meditation seminar for this weekend, and it suddenly struck me how my attitudes to practice have changed since I first picked up a book on Buddhism and practiced meditation in the early 70’s.

My journey on the path started with three distinctly different schools of Buddhism. The Tibetan tradition, the Japanese tradition and the Thai Tradition.

The Tibetans love elaborate rituals, incense, horns, bells and whistles. Tibetan Monks and Lamas were clad in heavy dark red robes with flashes of yellow in places. Some senior Lamas wore heavy brocade and had amazing hats balanced precariously on their shaved heads. Massive rosaries and artifacts of all kinds were sometimes carried around in their hands. The highly decorative shrine rooms amazed me, festooned in candles and images of gurus and bodhisattvas and enormous images of the Buddha in a variety of styles. The deeply intoned chants of their voices made it other worldly. Not to mention the Guru worship that went along with all this. It sort of reminded me of a catholic mass that I had once attended.

So much of Buddhism appeared to be heavily invested in supporting fixed beliefs about Karma and reincarnation. I am surprised I didn’t pick up on it at as being the opposite of what the Buddha had spoken about in his early words written down later in the Pali Canon. I guess, like many followers, I got swept away by how fantastic it all seemed. It was sensory overload! I didn’t have the head space to think!

In fact, when I questioned beliefs about Karma and the after death plane, I was simply told to meditate. There were never any straightforward answers to my questions. No help with the doubts I harboured.

Then, there was the Soto Zen tradition, with its focus primarily on ‘just sitting.’ I would sit for hours on a black zabuton (mattress) and a zafu (cushion) placed on top. Sitting still and upright like a mountain, immovable and steady.

I would sit facing and staring at a blank wall in a sparsely decorated Zendo (meditation hall), with the slightest hint of ritual and no dependence on any belief systems that I can remember. You were there alone with your thoughts and little else.

It was quite liberating and made more sense. It was honestly much tougher because there were no distractions and the teachers attitude towards my questions were more pragmatic and made more sense.

I remember saying to Roshi (Teacher) at the time, that I was coming up for a weekend retreat and she said we don’t call them a retreat. “We are not here to retreat from the world,” she said, “we are here to face things head on!”

I liked the Zen attitude to life and it’s aftershocks have remained with me long after the Tibetan symbolism, dogmas and guru worship had gone. Having said that, I still admire Tibetan art and the symbolism, but it means little to me philosophically as a westerner.

The system that seemed to straddle both traditions was Theravadin Buddhism. This is the school of Buddhism practiced mainly in Sri Lanka, Burma and Thailand. I spent some time practicing Samatha and Vippasana techniques and found them to be very good. In fact, I still use these methods from time to time.

In Thailand the approach I took was from the Forest Tradition and is similar to what the Buddha probably practiced. The idea that you would go off into the forest alone and practice appealed to me, but it still had chanting, relied on beliefs and had a hierarchy which I wasn’t comfortable with. (By the way I do enjoy listening to the chanting and even learned some of them by rote).

As the years rolled by I found myself being drawn towards what the Buddhist academics were writing about with regard to Buddhism, and realised I was becoming more and more secular in my approach. Following the publication of some of Stephen Batchelors early works and those of Robert M Ellis, I drifted away from the more Traditional Schools of Buddhism and spent time researching the historical background in India around the time of the Buddha.

Doors started opening for me.

I read Trevor Ling’s book on The Buddha and it gave me a historical perspective I had never thought about. He discussed the issues of the time, the development of agriculture and the rise of a new type of political structure. Things I had never considered before. I needed more information! He spoke about the Buddha as a man living in a time of great social and political change and it set me on a path.

I wanted to know more about the Buddha as a man, for that was all he was; and how he had learned to be more awake to the world. Not some god-like figure to be worshiped, but a man with a plan. With ideas and techniques to help people flourish, to create a better society.

I realised I was living out a life based on a variety of belief systems that I felt I had to justify. That I was searching for a TRUTH that couldn’t exist. These beliefs were holding me back and I decided to take stand against them; and you know what? For the first time it seems, I was having personal breakthroughs, both on and off the meditation cushion.

It’s not a new idea and I wasn’t the only one having personal breakthroughs.

The Greek Skeptic Pyrrho posited these ideas around the time when the Greeks were expanding their empire and had invaded North Western India. Some academics theorise that Pyrrho may have picked these ideas up when he was in India with Alexander. There are some Academics who think that he was influenced by the local Sramanas (Ascetics) and Gymnosophists (naked yogis)  and that the ideas he brought back to Greece may provide us with important insights into what was being taught in India at that time. (This is the period shortly after the Buddhas death).

Who Knows?

Whatever the practices Pyrrho was following and one of his students wrote about (Sextus Empiricus: Outlines Of Pyrrhonism) made sense to me, and fitted in with my meditation practice. I started reading about the Greeks and their philosophies. Pyrrho stood head and shoulders above the other Greek philosophers in that he talked about suspending judgement on beliefs about non-evident things.

The evident and the non-evident are something I want to explore in another post. Suffice to say his ideas struck a chord with me and I immediately put them into practice. They were unlike anything I had practiced before, and so different to meditation.

Consequently, whenever I sit now I use a simple principle of picking one of my strongly held beliefs and attempt to suspend judgement about whether it’s right or wrong until I find that there is no argument either way. This puts me in a very different state to that which I experienced previously and creates what the Greeks called aphasia (speechlessness). It is not possible to describe the experience, but many of you will have experienced this at some time in your life when you drop all thoughts of past and future whilst meditating. It is quite liberating. At its best it creates a certain tranquillity so thoughts no longer create a disturbance. This Pyrrho calls Ataraxia. It was a condition actually experienced by Greek soldiers in the midst of battle and can be roughly translated as unperturbedness. It is about being in the present moment, wherein you can have an appropriate response and therefore act effectively in the world.

My search continues…

In the next post I will report back on how things are progressing and talk a little more about the techniques I am using in more detail.

In the meantime…

Keep sitting and drop off those ideas!

Kung Fu, Beer & Zen – On The Road To Enlightenment

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Geordie Buddhist Bob Spour South Shields 1974 flushing the zen toilet
Kung Fu, Beer & Zen – On The Road To Enlightenment

Write a new blog they said!

It will be easy, they said!

Make it about Zen and Pyrrho and your journey through the world of philosophy, martial arts, comedy, Motion Capture and Acting.

Tell us about the olden days Bob and what it was like in the 18th Century!

So I said yes!

I always say Yes!

I am a people pleaser!

It’s funny really because I like my own company as well as being with others.

I have no preference.

That has been my attitude to things since I can remember.

I enjoyed the solitude of sitting facing the cold grey sea off the coast of South Shields, my hometown. I would look across to the distant horizon and imagine what was lying out there just out of reach. I found a spot with some friends once. I think I was 14, and we called it the end of the world. It was a little outcrop of rock that jutted out into the sea and although the town was only a couple of miles away, I always felt that I was in the middle of nowhere.

I felt I was alone with others.

I loved it.

When I went through my Tibetan phase (The Kargyupta School of Mahayana Buddhism) me and a few crazy friends took some Tibetan Prayer Flags and hung them down there and watched them flap about in the cold easterly wind that always seemed to be blowing. To be honest, I can never remember it being cold. I guess I was used to it.

Ever since I was 12, I had this realisation that I was different. Maybe I wanted to be different. I’m not sure, but I never wanted to conform to the norms of my working class life. We lived in pretty grim circumstances compared to today, but I never felt I wanted for anything. I had books from the Library and I had my crazy Buddhist friends and my martial arts to keep me going.

When I finally succumbed to the pressures of working class life and got a Fitter/Turners apprenticeship in the Middle Docks, they called me ‘Kung Fu’. This was a character from a TV series. He was a Chinese American Shaolin monk. I like that appellation. I liked the name, and it meant I was different. Not arrogant different, just comically so. I liked to make people laugh, even if I was the butt of the joke.

I didn’t go out drinking or smoking with the lads from the shipyard. I would rather sit and discuss philosophy, music or make up strange and weird comedy shit that at that time made no sense to anyone but my close friend. However, I  still lived a life that shaped me. I’m still being shaped. By my environment and the influences in it. I’m still chasing that solitude at the end of the world and I hope I never catch it. Once I take ownership of it I know it will vanish. Like trying to grasp water. I have always enjoyed the journey and not the destination.

Before Lockdown, I drove a lot. I enjoy driving and being alone in the car. Driving to Aberdeen and deliberately taking as long as I could just to savour the time on the road. Once I had arrived I also enjoyed the time with the guys up there. Teaching Muay Thai and self protection. Talking to different people with fresh ideas and sharing a meal or two. I have made a family outside of my own family and this journey continues. It’s just happening online at the moment.

My childhood taught me one really important thing.

Embrace Change.

Change is the constant that governs us all and that will be my next blog post.