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It's Just the Gypsy in My Soul
By Rev. Lee Rosenthal, Vista Buddhist Temple

March 2000
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At year's end, thumbing through our daily schedule calendar is like reading a personal diary of the past year's events. Packing our personal belongings in preparation for relocation is like reviewing our entire life. Some people are born and raised, live out their life and die in the same home town. Others are caused to move about and resettle frequently during their lifetime. For these individuals, the lack of any permanent roots become the roots themselves. We often become merely accustomed to change, not necessarily more tolerant of it. We often fear change and find it more reassuring to continue an untenable situation than seek a positive solution. How many victims of spousal abuse are unable to leave home? As Shinran Shonin has pointed out, although we desire birth in the Pure Land, this hellish existence is our home, the place we know best and feel most comfortable.

In sorting through our lifelong possessions in preparation for moving, we become aware of the accumulation of things in our life. Looking forward to our new future, it is easier to discard items from the past. What was once considered precious and worth keeping, now seems to be an unnecessary burden, something to be abandoned. And so we make choices: what to keep and what to throw away. Changing times make it easier to discard some things. When old computer software programs or fashion go out of date, there is no need for making a decision about throwing them out — we know that their time has come and passed. We change as well. Old collected books and magazines once thought worthy of keeping and transporting, now no longer interest us. It is amazing what we carry along thinking it is important, only to be stored in boxes in a closet or tucked away in a drawer in our new home. We never seem to get around to using most of it. We never seem to appreciate what we already have. Most of our life is spent in storage.

On what basis do we think something important enough to take with us on yet another move? During the terrible fires in Laguna Hills a few years ago, some people risked their life to return to their burning home to retrieve mink stoles and jewelry. Others risked their life to save their pets. Yet others, returned to a burning house to carry out photographs of their children. In sorting through and viewing old pictures of family, lost loves, places we've been and people we've known, it is as if we have lived many past lives, prompting us to ask, "Who am I? What is the essential me?" Or perhaps, "What am I not? What is not essential to my well-being?"

In preparing to move to Vista during the holiday season of last year, I hurried to place my discarded items in the trash dumpsters of the large apartment complex in which I was living before anyone else, anticipating how easily they would become filled with yesterday's momentos and gifts once Christmas was over.  Surely enough, the day after Christmas, all the dumpsters were overflowing. It was as if people were discarding the unnecessary parts of their lives. What was so important on Christmas Eve (such as wrapping paper, the Christmas tree and even the presents themselves) merely became trash after Christmas was over. Are we keeping the important things in our lives? Or are we merely transporting those items of value from one place to another without understanding their worth or utilizing them in our everyday lives?

Will the new acquisitions we make upon relocating become useless someday too? Perhaps it is better to leave some things behind. Since some things are more readily replaced at our destination we often discard the old in anticipation of the new. Why are some out of date things merely obsolete, while others become classics? At a rummage sale, what is junk to one person is an antique to another. Although a 1946 phone book or a twenty-year-old medical journal would be interesting to look at, they are not very useful today. How marvelous to think that the sutras we chant in our temple each weekend, although being thousands of years old, are as applicable to our lives today as they were to our Buddhist predecessors long ago.

When it is time to move, sometimes we are mentally prepared although our karma is not yet exhausted. Sometimes we are not mentally ready, but residual karma moves us along anyway. Isn't it best, therefore, that we start getting prepared for our next move right now. Karmically speaking, we are moving (flowing, changing) with each moment. Let us each live the present moment to its fullest potential within a life of gratitude, a life of Namo Amida Butsu.

Please accept my deepest gratitude for having provided me this wonderful opportunity to work beside you and to learn from you. Please continue to teach and guide me always.

 

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