Buddha's
Birthday
The story of Buddha’s birth is full of myth and magic, but
woven into it is a sound teaching. Modern people are often
amused at the old myths, but they should not be so jaded as
to miss the foundation of the teachings that shimmer
through the rich imagery. One such element of the story of
Buddha’s birth is his seven steps.
Of course no newborn can walk seven steps, let alone shout,
“Of all divine beings above and below, I am supreme.” That
is indeed a mouthful for a baby. After making that
statement he took seven the steps. This is a real gymnastic
feat for a newborn!! This is not meant to be cynical. It is
just that modern people are just a bit reluctant to swallow
myths whole.
They prefer the bald truth, like this scientific
explanation of the tree under which Buddha was born: The
botanical name for the Ashoka Tree is Saraca asoca or
Jonesia Ashok. It belongs to the legume family and genus
Saraca. One of its varieties is a very handsome, small,
erect evergreen tree, with deep green foliage. Its flowers
are very fragrant and are bright orange-yellow in color and
later turn red. Found in the foothills of central &
eastern Himalayas. Its flowering season is around February
to April.
Such an explanation is interesting. It may even make us
mail order a plant for our lawns. But this explanation does
not inspire us to move our lives in a better direction.
Finding out that a human who became a Buddha was born from
his mother’s side while she was standing holding on to the
branches of the tree is another matter. Then when we find
out that Mother Maya died shortly due to complications of
the labour creates sympathy for both the child and the
mother. Then the baby walking and talking adds strangeness
to the story that gently pulls us into its inner
meanings.
Here is a summary of the mythical story of Buddha’s Birth:
Queen Maya dreamt of a white elephant entering her body; a
wise man interpreted this event as the impending birth of
Prince Siddhartha. In keeping with the custom of the time,
Queen Maya prepared to return to her parent's home to give
birth to her baby. Along the way, she stopped for a rest in
Lumbini Garden. As she reached to pluck the Asoka blossoms,
her little son was born. Immediately, the child rose to his
feet and walked seven steps. He raised his right hand
toward the sky, his left hand reached downward, and he
proclaimed, "Above heaven and below heaven, I alone am the
World Honoured One." Then a very gentle and sweet rain fell
on the baby and bathed him.
This Hanamatsuri (Flower Festival) of 2008 let us focus on
those Seven Steps. There is a universal tradition about the
Seven Directions. This tradition spans cultures and
centuries as far apart as our own Aboriginals in Canada and
the people of Siberia. Each direction has a meaning and a
color. Often the colors are the same from culture to
culture.
East is often yellow, the color of the rising sun. It is
the beginning of a new day. On this first step the teaching
is to experience a sunrise within our selves. In Shin
Buddhism we call this shinjin.
The South is often red, the color of passion. It is both
pain and pleasure, both wanting to do nothing and needing
to do something. In Shin vocabulary it is the bonno that
makes us realize that we can depend on Amida’s Bodhisattva
Vow.
The West is often deep blue or black. It is the color of
both the grave and the womb—both birth and death are the
same pathway. This we call this ojo—going and being born
into the world of awakening.
The North is white, the color of the elders. For us the
elders are the founders and teachers of our tradition. In
Japanese they are called zenjishiki, good teacher friends.
We respect them for their work, realizing that what we have
today rests on their efforts.
Above are usually the sky beings—where the people since
ancient times have thought the gods to dwell. We are taught
here to respect all religions. Rennyo taught us that when
we take refuge in Amida we naturally respect all divine
beings and their traditions. We are both free of them and
respectful of them at the same time. Although we honour
them there is no need to worship them, since our lives are
rooted in the Bodhisattva Vow.
Below is mother earth, as spiritual teachings world wide
have told us for centuries. In Buddhism there is a
profound gratitude for Buddha’s mother, Maya, who
sacrificed her life so a Buddha could be born on earth.
Without her there would have been no Buddha. From her we
learn about the sacrifice and love that make life
worthwhile. This is the story in our chant the
San-butsu-ge.
And finally we come to the seventh step—it is the step of
inwardly directed mindfulness. It is the awareness that we
need to awaken to the realities of our lives and the
confidence that Buddha’s Way makes this awakening possible.
For us it is the life of the Nembutsu.
Thus our understanding of the Seven Steps helps us see
behind the myth and appreciate it as a beautiful at the
same time. There are, to be sure, historically true
elements imbedded in the myth. But it is the rich unspoken
meanings of the story that ring true to us. Myths and
parables are stories that express truth in a special way.
And all this just from the Seven Steps. In 2009 I will tell
you about the white elephant and then the Baby Buddha
coming out of Maya’s side. Then 2011 will focus on Buddha’s
parents. In 2012….2013---2014---Well, just be there!! And
don’t forget to take that Seventh Step.
Happy Birthday Buddha!
Sensei Ulrich
April 20, 2008
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