Taboos and miscellaneous
It
is considered bad form in most spiritual circles, especially among
Buddhists, to make claims about one’s own realization. However, I
think this taboo comes at a high price, because it allows people to
remain confused about how to practice. So I will describe my
experience plainly.
Before
meeting Tulku Urgyen, I had spent at least a year practicing
vipassana on silent retreats. The experience of
self-transcendence was not entirely unknown to me. I could remember
moments when the distance between the observer and the observed had
seemed to vanish, but I viewed these experiences as being dependent
on conditions of extreme mental concentration. Consequently, I
thought they were unavailable in more ordinary moments, outside
intensive retreat. But after a few minutes, Tulku Urgyen simply
handed me the ability to cut through the illusion of the self
directly, even in ordinary states of consciousness. This instruction
was, without question, the most important thing I have ever been
explicitly taught by another human being.
And
whatever the traditional liabilities of the guru-devotee
relationship, I know from direct experience that it is possible to
meet a teacher who can deliver the goods.
Unfortunately,
to begin the practice of Dzogchen, it is generally necessary to meet
a qualified teacher.
But
to have their confusion and doubts resolved, most people need to be
in a dialogue with a teacher who can answer questions in real time.
However,
one can never be sure how much Buddhist religiosity one will be asked
to imbibe along the way. My advice is that if you seek out these teachings,
don’t be satisfied until you are certain that you understand the
practice. Dzogchen is not vague or paradoxical. It is not like Zen,
wherein a person can spend years being uncertain whether he is
meditating correctly. The practice of recognizing nondual awareness
is called trekchod, which means “cutting through” in
Tibetan, as in cutting a string cleanly so that both ends fall away.
Once one has cut it, there is no doubt that it has been cut. I
recommend that you demand the same clarity of your meditation
practice.
It
is true, however, that the role of guru seems to attract more than
its fair share of narcissists and confidence men. Again, this seems
to be a natural consequence of the subject matter. One can’t fake
being an expert gymnast, a rocket scientist, or even a competent
cook—at least not for long—but one can fake being an enlightened
adept.
Consider
the case of the late Tibetan lama Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche, who was
an inspired teacher but also an occasionally violent drunk and a
philanderer. As guru to Allen Ginsberg, Trungpa attracted many of
America’s most accomplished poets into his orbit. Once, at a
Halloween party for senior students—where W. S. Merwin, the future
poet laureate of the United States, and his girlfriend, the poet Dana
Naone, were guests—Trungpa ordered his bodyguards to forcibly strip
a sixty-year-old woman of her clothing and carry her naked around the
meditation hall. This made Merwin and Naone more than a little
uncomfortable, and they thought it wise to return to their room for
the rest of the night. Noticing their absence, Trungpa asked a group
of devotees to find the poets and bring them back to the party. When
Merwin and Naone refused to open their door, Trungpa instructed his
disciples to break it down. The resulting forced entry led to
chaos—wherein Merwin, who was then famous for his pacifism, fought
off his attackers with a broken beer bottle, stabbing several in the
face and arms. The sight of blood, and his horror over his own
actions, apparently collapsed Merwin’s defenses, and he and Naone
finally allowed themselves to be captured and brought before the
guru.
Trungpa,
who was by then quite drunk, castigated the pair for their
egocentricity and demanded that they take off their clothes. When
they refused, he ordered his bodyguards to strip them. By all
accounts, Naone became hysterical and begged someone among the crowd
of onlookers to call the police. One student attempted to physically
intervene. Trungpa himself punched this Samaritan in the face and
then ordered his guards to drag the man from the room. Predictably,
many of Trungpa’s students viewed the assault on Merwin and Naone
as a profound spiritual teaching meant to subdue their egos.
Ginsberg, who had not been present at the time, offered the following
assessment in an interview: “In the middle of that scene, to yell
‘call the police’—do you realize how vulgar that was?
The Wisdom of the East was being unveiled, and she’s going ‘call
the police!’ I mean, shit! Fuck that shit! Strip ’em naked, break
down the door!" Apart from having
produced a perfect jewel of hippie moral confusion, Ginsberg exposed
the riddle at the heart of the traditional guru-devotee relationship.
No doubt Merwin and Naone’s preference to not dance naked in public
had more than a little to do with their attachment to their own
privacy and autonomy. And it isn’t inconceivable that a guru
could operate in such a coercive and seemingly unethical way out of a
sense of compassion. In fact, it may have been conceivable to Merwin
and Naone themselves, even in the aftermath of this humiliating
ordeal, because they remained at Trungpa’s seminar for several more
days to receive further teachings. However, judging from the effect
that Trungpa’s wild behavior had on
both himself (he apparently died from alcoholism) and his students,
it is very difficult to view it as the product of enlightened wisdom.
The
scandals surrounding Trungpa’s organization did not end there.
Trungpa had groomed a Western student, Ösel Tendzin, to be his
successor. Tendzin was the first Westerner to be honored in this way
in any lineage of Tibetan Buddhism. His appointment as “Vajra
Regent” had even been approved by the Karmapa, one of the most
revered Tibetan masters then living. As it happens, Tendzin was
bisexual, highly promiscuous, and rather fond of pressuring his
straight male devotees to have sex with him as a form of spiritual
initiation. He later contracted HIV but continued to have unprotected
sex with more than a hundred men and women without telling them of
his condition. Trungpa and several people on the board of his
organization knew that the regent was ill and did their best to keep
it a secret. Once the scandal broke, Tendzin claimed that Trungpa had
promised him that he would do no harm as long as he continued his
spiritual practice. Apparently, the virus in his blood didn’t care
whether he did his spiritual practice or not. At least one of his
victims later died of AIDS, having spread HIV to others.
What
one encounters in a person like Trungpa is a mind impressively free
of shame. This can be a good thing, provided that one happens to also
be committed to the well-being of others. But shame serves a crucial
social function: It keeps us from behaving like wild animals.
Believing in one’s own perfect enlightenment is rather like driving
a car without brakes—not a problem if you never need to stop or
slow down, but otherwise a terrible idea. The belief that he could
live beyond conventional moral constraints is explicitly put forward
in Trungpa’s teaching:
[Morality]
or discipline is not a matter of binding oneself to a fixed set of
laws or patterns. For if a bodhisattva is completely selfless, a
completely open person, then he will act according to openness, [and]
will not have to follow rules; he will simply fall into patterns. It
is impossible for the bodhisattva to destroy or harm other people,
because he embodies transcendental generosity. He has opened himself
completely and so does not discriminate between this and that.
He just acts in accordance with what is. . . . If we are
completely open, not watching ourselves at all, but being completely
open and communicating with situations as they are, then action is
pure, absolute, superior. . . . It is an
often-used metaphor that the bodhisattva’s conduct is like the walk
of an elephant. Elephants do not hurry; they just walk slowly and
surely through the jungle, one step after another. They just sail
right along. They never fall nor do they make mistakes.
The
state of freedom and effortless goodwill that Trungpa describes here
undoubtedly corresponds to an experience that certain people have and
to a perception (whether true or not) that others can form about
them. But boundless compassion is one thing; inerrancy is another.
The notion that one is incapable of making mistakes poses obvious
ethical concerns, no matter what one’s level of realization. Anyone
who has studied the spread of Eastern spirituality in the West knows
that these elephants often stumble—even stampede—injuring
themselves and many others in the process.