here's a great commentary to a favourite sutta of mine (one that
led me to profound insights into the nature of reality)
http://www.emptyskysangha.org/bahiya1.htm
The Sutta
About Bahiya, Part 1 (Ud. I.10)
This talk may end up being several talks because it is about one of
my favorite suttas in the Pali canon. Part of my training involved
becoming deeply familiar with some of the better know sermons of
the Buddha, and this literature contains a wealth of wonderful
teachings. But because I find much of the Pali literature to be
descriptively and emotionally a bit dry, my favorites list is
short; the Bahiya Sutta is one of them.
I’m going to read the sutta in its entirety to give you an overall
sense of the dramatic narrative. (And by the way, the words
“dramatic narrative” are words I would not use to describe most
suttas.) Then I’ll go over the parts that I have found most
interesting and useful. So the sutta goes like this:
I have heard that on one occasion the Blessed One was staying near
Savatthi, in Jeta’s Grove, Anathapindika’s monastery. At that time
Bahiya of the Bark-cloth was living in Supparaka by the seashore.
He was worshipped, revered, honored, venerated and given homage—a
recipient of robes, almsfood, lodgings and medical requisites for
the sick. While he was alone in seclusion he began to have the
following thoughts: “Of those who in this world are arahants or
have entered the path of arahantship, am I one of those?” (An
arahant is one who has “dropped the burden” and is liberated from
suffering.)
Then a devata who had once been a blood relative of Bahiya and who
was compassionate, desiring his welfare and knowing with her own
awareness the line of thinking that had arisen within his
awareness, went to where he was staying and on arrival said to him
“You, Bahiya, are neither an arahant nor have you entered into the
path of arahantship. You don’t even have the practice whereby you
would ever become an arahant or enter that path.
Bahiya questioned her without hesitation asking, “But who in this
world with all its devas is actually an arahant or has entered that
path?”
She said, “Bahiya, in the northern city of Savatthi the Blessed
One, a rightly self-awakened arahant, is living there now.
His is truly an arahant and teaches the Dhamma that leads to
arahantship.”
Then Bahiya, deeply chastened by the devata, left Supparaka right
then and in the space of one day and night went all the way to
where the Buddha was staying. He found there a number of monks
doing walking meditation outside and went directly up to them and
asked, “Where, venerable sirs, is the Blessed one staying? I must
see him immediately.” He was told that the Buddha had gone into
town for alms.
Bahyia hurried immediately to the city where he found the Buddha on
alms round moving with great calm, his mind at peace, tranquil and
poised with the restrained senses of a Great One. He approached the
Buddha, threw himself to the ground before him with his head to His
feet and said, “Teach me the Dhamma, O Blessed One! Teach me the
Dhamma, O Holy One, so that it will be for my long-term welfare and
bliss.”
The Buddha then said to him, “This is not the time, Bahiya. We have
entered the town for alms.”
A second time Bahiya pleaded with the Buddha, “But Holy One it is
hard to know for sure what dangers there may be for the Buddha’s
life, or what dangers there may be for mine. Please teach me the
Dhamma, O Blessed One, so that I may be happy and free.” And again
the Buddha tried to put Bahyia off saying that this was not the
right time for they were on alms round. And for a third time Bahyia
pleaded his case with urgency again citing the uncertainty of the
future for both he and the Buddha and begging to be taught the
Dhamma that would free him from his suffering.
This time the Buddha relented and said, “Well then Bahyia, you
should train yourself like this: Whenever you see a form, simply
see; whenever you hear a sound, simply hear; whenever you smell an
aroma, simply smell; whenever you taste a flavor, simply taste;
whenever you feel a sensation, simply feel; whenever a thought
arises, let it just be a thought. Then “you” will not exist;
whenever “you” do not exist, you will not be found in this world,
another world or in between. That is the end of suffering.”
In that moment of hearing this brief explanation of the Dhamma from
the Buddha, Bahiya was immediately released from all forms of
suffering generated by clinging, desiring, aversion and ignorance.
The Buddha then went on his way.
Not long after this encounter, Bahiya was attacked by a cow
protecting her calf and was killed. Later as the Buddha was
returning from his meal following the alms round he saw Bahiya’s
torn and broken body. His instructed his monks to take the body
away for cremation and to build him a memorial, saying “Your
companion in the holy life has died.”
Later after carrying out the Buddha’s instructions the monks
returned to join him. As they were sitting there one of them said,
“Bahiya’s body has been cremated and the memorial built. What is
his destination and his future state?”
“Monks,” the Buddha said, “Bahiya of the Bark-cloth was wise. He
practiced the Dhamma in accordance with the Dhamma and he did not
pester me with issues related to the Dhamma. Monks, Bahiya of the
Bark-cloth is totally unbound and free.”
Realizing the significance of this the Buddha exclaimed:
Where water, earth, fire & wind have no footing,
There the stars do not shine,
the sun is not visible,
the moon does not appear
darkness is not found.
And when a sage through wisdom and insight
has known this for her/himself,
then from form and formless,
from bliss and pain,
she is freed.
Ok, this may not be Oscar quality stuff, but as Pali scriptures go
it’s not too bad. Let’s start with Bahiya.
When we meet him he is an accomplished and respected teacher who,
as we might say, has it all. If he were around today he would
probably have a fancy meditation center with lots of adoring
students, have written a book or two, maybe appeared on Oprah and
would definitely have full color spreads in the Kripalu and Omega
program books and probably Yoga Journal. This does not make Bahyia
either unique or inspirational. Neither does his doubt. It’s not
just that he wonders about the depth of his understanding, the
quality of his practice or the degree of his liberation; Bahiya
allows this self-questioning, this doubt, to stay around a bit. He
doesn’t try to rid himself of it by going deeper into
concentration, nor does he dismiss it out of hand. Like the breath
or a koan, Bahiya keeps company with his doubt and sincerely takes
on the role of host to this troublesome guest. Then the “devata”, a
spirit being which might be seen as representing the aspect of
feminine wisdom and inquiry makes her appearance. She challenges
him with brutal directness and essentially not only confirms
Bahiya’s suspicions about his level of attainment, but tells him
despite all of his so-called attainments he is not even a beginner
on the path. Basically she tells him in no uncertain terms that his
practice is worthless and his spiritual attainments are a
sham.
This is not something that happens only in ancient teaching
stories. It happens to us and it can happen with devastating
effects. Maybe we have been practicing with some real devotion; we
sit regularly, eat right, maybe practice yoga asana under the
guidance of a skilled teacher, maybe we get trained as teacher or
have aspirations in that direction and life seems to be going
pretty well. Or maybe we’re just struggling along with a minimal
practice which we may or may not recognize to be minimal. Whatever
our situation, life can come along with a challenge that
precipitates real doubt about the worth of doing this work at all.
We lose a job, fall into a depression, suffer some major blow to
our self-image, lose an important relationship or our health fails
and we find ourselves flailing around in the middle of fear, anger,
betrayal or whatever the mixture of soupy stuff we find ourselves
in. We question our worth, the worth of our practice, the worth of
a teacher and the teachings. Or maybe the nagging of doubt occurs
because we find that after so many months or even years of practice
we still find ourselves yelling at other drivers or our children or
partners. Somehow our expectations of the results of practice
don’t match up with the current realities.
Deep doubt is a crucial fork-in-the road for our work in the
contemplative life. How shall we proceed? One fork in the road is
the path of helplessness, resignation, self-judgment, despair and
bitterness. We might call this “d” doubt. We simply run away. This
is different from making a strategic retreat to re-group, let the
heat diminish a bit and then re-enter the fray. And sometimes we
have to travel down this road a considerable distance to realize
its futility. This is the path of death, and it is not the Great
Death that leads to life renewed and fully lived. It is just dead.
The other fork is the path of practice in which through right
effort, persistence and courage we use what seems to be an assault
as an invitation to examine the ways of the self; to know the self
more deeply; to know its attachments and fears and the ways it
imposes arbitrary limitations, using what has happened to us and
our reactions to it as a mirror to see ourselves more clearly even
if this involves considerable pain. We recognize the urgency of
life’s call to itself to see where we restrict ourselves to
narrowness, how we hold back from living fully, vibrantly and
joyfully because of unresolved fear, aversion, self-image and
ignorance. Do we recognize this small but clear voice which
suggests that how we are living may really be just a form of slow
dying? The voice that suggests that we are often just fooling
ourselves with the belief that we are living fully and
courageously, when we are really not valuing the incredible gift of
the moments we have? That voice that points exactly to those places
we pull back in fear and challenges us to stop fooling ourselves?
Are we willing to even ask ourselves the questions that Bahyia
asked himself? Willing to ask and really listen to the answer?
Once Mother Theresa was asked what she said when she prayed. She
answered that she didn’t say anything, she listened. When asked
what God said to her, she said that God didn’t say anything; He
listened back. She added that if you didn’t understand, she
couldn’t explain it further. Are we willing to really listen to our
life; to listen throughout the day with our whole being, alert to
feeling, sensation, sight, smell, taste and sound; whatever appears
in our awareness? Maybe we really don’t want to listen like that
because we know that what we hear might just revolutionize our life
as it did Bahiya’s. And maybe that’s just a little bit too scary. I
have to tell you that it is dangerous
because real freedom can upset ours and others lives. But if we
don’t do this our life will be lived significantly in the shadows
and the consequence to living such a life is being shadowed by both
doubt and a kind of pestering discontent that somehow something is
missing. If we are not careful we can live that incompleteness
right into the grave. What a waste.
And this is where we come to what I consider one of the two or
three most important parts of this sutta and the part that I find
both inspirational and awe-inspiring: When told that his practice
and his attainment are completely bogus, Bahiya does not defend,
rationalize, deny or counterattack. Bahiya does two things: First
he asks if there is such an enlightened person around who can teach
him how to get free. And when told that there is and where he can
be found, Bahiya immediately and without hesitation goes to find
him. He doesn’t ask how much this new guy might charge him for
lessons or whether or not there is a monthly fee to join the
sangha. He doesn’t wait to collect a retinue to carry his stuff and
he doesn’t wait to get things in just the right order for his
departure. Bahiya drops everything and literally runs towards the
Truth, towards the Enlightened One. There is an urgency, a complete
and unhesitating commitment to one thing and one thing only; Bahyia
desperately and urgently wants to be free. When I think of the
great efforts my own teachers have made in this direction, their
complete devotion to the Path of Awakening, when I read of Bahiya’s
example and when I read of others who have made extraordinary
sacrifices to charge headlong down this sacred path, I can
experience my own efforts as small and paltry; inadequate and
sham-like. I can feel humbled and almost ashamed. And yet, here too
is this wonderful voice challenging me, challenging you, and we are
all just like Bahiya. We can see that this practice, as the poet
said, is a condition of complete simplicity which demands
absolutely everything, and we can acknowledge that we still have
work to do. Maybe we don’t drop everything, but maybe we can begin
to wonder about the attachments we do have and so vigorously and
mindlessly cultivate. Maybe we just become a bit more honest with
ourselves, a little less willing to fool ourselves both in our
dealings with ourselves and with others. Maybe we stop believing
the rationalization that says, “I’m really sitting enough,” or “I
don’t really need to go on retreats,” or whatever way in which we
cheat ourselves out of living beyond fear-based, self-imposed
limits and those things that inhibit ever deeper commitment to the
path of awakening and freedom. Maybe we begin to wonder seriously
why I’m just walking slowly towards the Truth of my being alive in
this world instead of really running towards it full tilt like
Bahiya. And maybe we can begin to wonder about just what this Truth
really is, and what we are we willing to sacrifice for that Truth
and when? Is Truth something to be “found” or discovered somewhere
in an imagined future? Or is Truth something which happens right
now? Look carefully; what is most true, most real for you right
now? Are there not sensations, sounds, thoughts? Is all of this
changing or unchanging? Does it come and go on its own, with or
without your asking? Can you predict what will appear in the
next present moment? Running headlong towards the Truth of your
life may not mean going somewhere or attaining something that you
think you don’t already have and need. It may be about being
willing to turn directly into this very moment in this very place.
It may be that what is most true is very close indeed and that the
journey there happens right here and now in this moment, completely
out of time.
Real practice is not about setting up some ideal of practice or the
spiritual life; something to strive towards and attain in some
distant future. This just creates more conflict in the mind between
the so-called “ideal” and the actual and leaves us living in the
future rather than learning how to live fully right here and right
now. This is about doing what Bahyia did; having some willingness
to honestly assess our lives and how we are living them and then to
act directly and immediately on that information. This means a
willingness to be attentive to our actual life as it actually
unfolds in this moment. Begin to take a look and see where and when
there is a gap between your understanding and how you are actually
living in the light of that understanding. This practice alone can
revolutionize our life.
One more aspect that I find highly impressive about the attitude
that Bahiya exemplifies: that is his persistence and urgency.
He is respectful, but tenacious; gentle, but unwilling to be
deflected or put off until another time. There is a clear and
penetrating understanding that there is no other time but now.
Nothing can be put off into the future, because the future is not
only uncertain, it does not exist. Now is now and that is all that
there is. Krishnamurti comes back to this repeatedly; wake up now;
understand now; end fear and suffering now. Now is the
only time you can do what is most important for you to do. We say
we’ll do it tomorrow, but tomorrow never comes. It is always today.
It is this moment when transformation and freedom will occur. It is
this moment when we will live, when we will love, when we will die.
It will always be a present moment just like this one.
The urgency and fire of Bahiya’s persistence is also fed by his
knowledge of impermanence. We do not know what the future will
hold. It is uncertain, unpredictable and we live in a body that is
exquisitely fragile. A bump on the head with the right force and we
are suddenly someone else. Bahiya has a clear sense that death is
always close at hand and he uses this awareness with great skill in
his pursuit of freedom. What is it that feeds the fire of our
urgency? Death awareness practice can certainly do this. An
unwelcome medical diagnosis or a close brush with death often has
the effect of waking us up to the fact that the next moment is
promised to no one and that we have a choice right now as to how we
will live this moment. And there are other less dramatic ways that
Life calls us back to the perfect completeness of the eternal
present; the ringing telephone, the crying baby, holding someone we
love, the golden light of late afternoon sun high up in the pines,
the call of a distant crow. Life is continuously calling out to
itself; we only have to listen.
So here is Bahiya and here are we. Bahiya is the ideal student. We
are the actual one. Can we begin to examine how we are in pursuit
of our own freedom? Begin to question the priorities regarding how
we set up our day? Begin to wonder about why we are living
and look at exactly how we are doing that. Can we begin to look
closely at how we are really living,
moment-to-moment and day-to-day? To what extent are we willing to
challenge ourselves by confronting ourselves with the worthiness of
the choices we make? The first question is “how do I want to live?”
The second question is “How am I actually living?” Staying with
that can be very useful, if humbling, practice.
So, that’s probably more than enough for tonight. Next time we’ll
take a look at the Buddha’s response to Bahiya’s heartfelt
request.