During the ten years I was interested in writing drama, I had eight plays produced on radio and on stage, but I was always more interested in writing prose. I've had two novels published by three publishers, but I have eight unpublished novels. All ten books are now available on Kindle.This blog was set up to give me an internet presence and help to promote these ebooks. So I'm a writer and playwright who lives in Edinburgh.
Thursday, 9 April 2015
Out on my own!
The top photie is of where you queue for cut price tickets to Broadway shows. It was cold and I queued there for about one hour and twenty minutes for a ticket to see Mama Mia. The cut price ticket cost $103. Some folk I used to know would be laughing at me doing that. I do not even like Abba. The photie was taken from across the road in \Macdonald's where I went to warm up. They have no urinals in this MacDonald's (in fung Times Square!!!) and the queue for the one men's bog was twenty minutes long. No points!!!
After seeing Chicago .... well, Mama Mia was a musical!! I had my eyes closed for ninety percent of the time and it was still crap. On the way home I saw the word Susquehanna, which really cheered me up. I said that to myself for nine years and just love the sound of it even yet.
I went out on my own for the first time today and only got lost once. Had a great chat with Shiv, who is my neice through Wena. She seems to be doing very well in a cut throat business designing clothes in Manhattan. It's a long way from Northolt. Might go to a museum this afternoon. It's cold and overcast in New Yoik today.
Tuesday, 7 April 2015
Wall Street today.
We went down to China Town today to eat some dim sum for lunch. I had no idea what lots of the stuff in the food shops were. Then we went to Wall Street on a bus. There is a statue to George Washington in Wall Street since it was in Wall Street that he was inaugurated as the first President of the USA. Oddly apposite somehow. There are red and white striped lums in some of the streets with steam coming out of them. What are they and what are they for? We went to Times Square to get tickets for Mama Mia, but unfortunately it wasn't on tonight. I am not an Abba fan. It's bad enough growing to like the Beach Boys due to constant exposure, but I'm definitely drawing the line at Abba.
Monday, 6 April 2015
Central Park
You stop meditating and turn round and somebody else is meditating on the top bunk. Hurrah! We went to Central Park today and fell asleep under a tree. Then we went to see the Episcopalian cathedral, but they wanted $10 to walk down the aisle. That's simony. My Chinese friend noticed that no one was using the place as a church. There were no pews. Then we got a bus back to near here. Subways and buses now!! Noticed that Madison Square Garden is beside Penn Station. So pleased to see Joe Louis Plaza. I had to tell my friend who Joe Louis was. Dearie me!! Different cultural references or what?
The River |Kwai Zen Training Centre
It's like presbyterian buddhism. They meditate in a sparse room, darkened and drear with one small wooden buddha sitting on a bare altar. You have to conform exactly to what everyone else is doing with lots of bowing at set times and such like. Every now and again there are little tinging noises to make you do something else. If you make any mistakes in the bowing and scraping, you are pulled up for it by the monitors.
There is a terrific work ethic. I|was in shipping and packing (they sell stuff from a website) for nearly six hours on my last day. |If you are a trainee like I was, and it is the Ango schedule (six months of the year) you get no free time at all really. There is half an hour or so after lunch during which you will sleep since you are on the go from before four in the morning till nine at night. The folk who run the show do not seem to be so exhausted as the rest, but they do not have to do Body Practice or Art Practice as a group, and I expect that the spend this extra hour a day in bed.
The worse thing about the place is the lack of meditating. They spend about four hours a day in the zendo, but they only meditate for thirty or thirty five minutes before the bells go and they all get up and walk for a bit. This is supposed to be walking meditation, but it isn't. They start slow for a minute or two and then walk at faster than normal pace. This means that they just can't sit. When they do sit, half of them are falling asleep due to being permanently knackered.
But they do a week every month where there is brilliant intensive meditation, called sesshin. They are in the zendo for about forty hours in five days. By then, my friend had discovered that you didn't need to get up and walk like everyone else. So we were able to sit for two hours at a time. Nobody could meditate like us in the whole place!!! One senior monk greeted me at the end of this (you couldn't speak for these five days) with, "John, you are a monument to sitting still!!"
So they haven't a clue. You can get everything from meditating. They are masochists as well!! The big stick folk. Whack! Whack! How can anyone get absorbed when that's going on.
But they are getting Americans to meditate. I'll give them that! But they are into making offerings to spirits. I was asked to take a leaf out to the back of the woodshed and offer it to the spirits. I thought the boy was winding me up!!
Just a month or so before we got there, the abbot had to stand down because he got into Peruvian hallucinogenics and shamanism, and screwing someone who wasn't his partner (the second in command!). If this is the best they can do ...
I guess they are doing their best, but .... unless they start meditating they'll get nowhere. Still, they are very nice people and I wish them well. They are trying to adapt Japanese Zen to an American setting and it will change. They've only been there for thirty five years. The abbot they have now is a very good talker and I hope they do well under his leadership. Charismatic leadership is what these communities need. As far as realisations of non-self and emptiness goes ... well, they are doing mahamudra meditations really and they should get them, but I wasn't convinced .... the Venerable Khenpo on the mountain top an hour and a half away did convince me. Go Tibetan, I'd say. Just ignore all the crap they bring with it. Three years in retreat is what you need for a start if you want to talk to me about the juju!!
There is a terrific work ethic. I|was in shipping and packing (they sell stuff from a website) for nearly six hours on my last day. |If you are a trainee like I was, and it is the Ango schedule (six months of the year) you get no free time at all really. There is half an hour or so after lunch during which you will sleep since you are on the go from before four in the morning till nine at night. The folk who run the show do not seem to be so exhausted as the rest, but they do not have to do Body Practice or Art Practice as a group, and I expect that the spend this extra hour a day in bed.
The worse thing about the place is the lack of meditating. They spend about four hours a day in the zendo, but they only meditate for thirty or thirty five minutes before the bells go and they all get up and walk for a bit. This is supposed to be walking meditation, but it isn't. They start slow for a minute or two and then walk at faster than normal pace. This means that they just can't sit. When they do sit, half of them are falling asleep due to being permanently knackered.
But they do a week every month where there is brilliant intensive meditation, called sesshin. They are in the zendo for about forty hours in five days. By then, my friend had discovered that you didn't need to get up and walk like everyone else. So we were able to sit for two hours at a time. Nobody could meditate like us in the whole place!!! One senior monk greeted me at the end of this (you couldn't speak for these five days) with, "John, you are a monument to sitting still!!"
So they haven't a clue. You can get everything from meditating. They are masochists as well!! The big stick folk. Whack! Whack! How can anyone get absorbed when that's going on.
But they are getting Americans to meditate. I'll give them that! But they are into making offerings to spirits. I was asked to take a leaf out to the back of the woodshed and offer it to the spirits. I thought the boy was winding me up!!
Just a month or so before we got there, the abbot had to stand down because he got into Peruvian hallucinogenics and shamanism, and screwing someone who wasn't his partner (the second in command!). If this is the best they can do ...
I guess they are doing their best, but .... unless they start meditating they'll get nowhere. Still, they are very nice people and I wish them well. They are trying to adapt Japanese Zen to an American setting and it will change. They've only been there for thirty five years. The abbot they have now is a very good talker and I hope they do well under his leadership. Charismatic leadership is what these communities need. As far as realisations of non-self and emptiness goes ... well, they are doing mahamudra meditations really and they should get them, but I wasn't convinced .... the Venerable Khenpo on the mountain top an hour and a half away did convince me. Go Tibetan, I'd say. Just ignore all the crap they bring with it. Three years in retreat is what you need for a start if you want to talk to me about the juju!!
Sunday, 5 April 2015
Just back in New York.
Whistling Colonel Bogey's March as we got out of the monastery. Too tired to write about it just now.
Tuesday, 31 March 2015
The Venerable Khenpo Karthar Rinpoche
Winnie and I had forty wonderful minutes with the Khenpo yesterday at the KTD retreat centre near Delhi (pronounced Delhigh) in the Catskills. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!! The bottom photie is him blessing a wee statue for Lama Ani Rinchen Palmo, without whose encouragement I wouldn't have attempted to get near an interview. This made going to America worthwhile. He is guru of my root guru, a man of outstanding accomplishment!
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