Who Would Like to Be Insane?

In the past six years, I have had the privilege of meeting various people to counsel them.  Some are individuals facing challenges at work, others in school, while some are couples or spouses.  I also get to meet families where the parents are having trouble with their children, either in their behaviour, studies or both.  This reminds me of my earlier mentor-counseling days back in mid-late 90s from my final year in university to my work life before I left for monkhood and began training in Fa Yun Monastery in New Mexico, US.  The key difference was that back then, I was there as a befriender and the teens were referred to me through the school and counseling centre.  Now, they come with their parents.

While they all have different background and face different difficulties, they have a similar disdain for one thing that practically all teens simply cannot stand:  Nagging parents.

It is amazing how parents I have met, can bring themselves to repeat themselves again and again and again.  One mother shared that she would repeat herself at least 10 times before something happens, and by something, she meant either she lose her marbles and goes bat-shit crazy or she get her husband to come and get the child to do as told.

Maybe 10 times is an exaggeration.  But wait, she says that sometimes she goes beyond that.  One thing is for sure, over the lifetime of a child, I’m pretty sure that one’s mother or father may have repeated themselves over and over and over again.  Why do they do that?  They hope that the child would change.  Great idea!  But to the child, it becomes nagging, it just becomes background noise.

Giving a reminder is one thing, giving 10 reminders or more is another.  We think that children are the ones who need nagging, oops, I mean reminders.  The thing is, if there are no consequences to ignoring reminders, people in general will just ignore them.  The parking “aunty” may annoy some people and do not strike most people as a profession of high standing, this person is part of a critical part of the civil servants in Singapore who enforces the law or
regulations.  Without the parking aunty, there would be no consequences for illegal parking.  Without consequences for illegal parking, then the very law on land use is moot.  As much as lawyers and judges run the show in courtrooms, the ground law enforcement officers represents the law and delivers it in your face.

So what does that got to do with nagging and parenting?  You see, if we just start nagging and deliver no consequences to a no-show, then the nagging is the warning and consequence.  If the punishment for parking illegally is to get a parking ticket that simply ‘fines’ you with more parking tickets, who would care?  Just more scrap paper maybe?

The flow-chart above is an example of the “communication” (or nagging) process.  In some cases, parents get tired of doing it, and they simply do it for them.  They become the ‘maids’ while the kids become the boss.  They do so until they get sick of it and they start nagging their kids again.  Rinse-and-repeat.  Sometimes, they would discipline their child, other times they would just do it for them.  You will notice in the image, a big cross over the “do it for them” bubble.  While it does ‘solve’ the dishes, dirty clothes, dirty room etc problem, the child gets a free room service.  Do it a few more times and we accidentally teach the child that ignoring the naggings may well get the job done or disciplining.  Hey, might as well take my chances!

When getting children to do their chores, it is useful to stop their activity and have their full attention first.  But have a bit of reasonable buffer and not expect your child to give soldier drill precision results at your beck and call.  Remember that you are trying to nurture your child, not train a soldier as well.

Some time back, I heard of a line “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results.”  Today, after a google search, I found that this quote is from the author Rita Mae Brown in her book Sudden Death on Pg. 68 from 1983 [1]

Sounds familar?  When parents nag and nag and nag, hoping to get different results, they are really exhibiting some level of insanity.  Is that what is meant by parents being driven nuts by their kids?

Our parents, with their incessant nagging, do seem like lunatics sometimes.  I mean, what makes them think that we are going to budge* and suddenly change with the next gentle reminder?

No one in this world, in their sane mind would do that, surely.  No one.  No one but our dear parents.  For us, they are willing to be insane.  For us, they are driven to their wits end.  For us, they are willing to nag again and again and again.  They just hope that we will change the next hundredth time they nag.  They just hope like crazies.  For even if there is one strand of hope, they will be willing to be crazy, to act like lunatics, to nag at us just one more time.

There is no special celebration today for mothers, fathers or parents in general.  But to all parents, care givers, mentors, and teachers!  Thank you for being crazy for us!

PS: In a somewhat poignant way, today I kinda understand how it must have felt for my mom when a long time ago, I forced an apology out of her.  While I think I was right back then, I now understand how she felt when she said “I’m your mom, do you really need me to apologise to you?”.

Sorry mom! *weep*

 

Reference

Terror Strikes Mahabodhi Temple Despite Intelligence Warnings

A sad moment.  Hope the Dharma brothers and sisters who are hurt is recovering well.
Please stop this violence here and now.

This only goes to show what can happen when we are driven by hatred.
No matter what religion you have, let us all develop love and compassion for fellow human beings.

14.47 pm: Security alert sounded at Indo-Nepal border
An alert has been sounded on the Indo-Nepal border after nine serial explosions rocked the internationally renowned temple town of Bodh Gaya in Bihar.

District Magistrate K V Pandiyan said police and Sashastra Seema Bal (SSB) have been alerted after the terror attack and they have been asked to maintain a vigil on the border.

http://indiatoday.intoday.in/story/serial-blasts-bodhgaya-in-bihar-mahabodhi-temple/1/287300.html

Of Haze, Rain and Sunshine

For the past week, there is one word that enshrouds all our conversations: Haze.  Singapore, a small island nation, is cradled between peninsular Malaysia to the north, separated by the Johor Straits (in other countries, this is really like the size of a river or large stream!) and to the south, the Sumatra island, Indonesia.  For the past few weeks, we’ve been having haze from the recent forest fire in Sumatra island with PSI level as high as 371 and on one day peaking past 400!

Soon, facebook and whatsapp started getting flooded with updates on the PSI levels, with warnings and advisory notes about respiratory safety.  Very quickly, the SWAT complain kings and queens also started complaining about the haze, about our neighbouring country, about the government etc etc.

For the most part, I was actually oblivious to the haze.  I am indoors mostly and when I do give talks in the evening, transport is provided, so it is relatively harder to notice the haze.  As a matter of fact, I was wondering why the sun rise from Buddhist Library is so beautiful these days.  Then my students started asking me about the haze  and I was like, ah yes, the haze!

Sunrise at 7:12am 9th June 2013 The light haze two weeks ago was beginning to give us a much more crimson sunrise than usual!

With N95 and surgical masks being passed around and complaints about the haze abound, a few observations and reflections came to me.  Not to sound callous, but the haze kinda made it quite ‘exciting’!  Suddenly, Singapore as a nation was facing a crisis together.  A part of me felt like I was in a movie set when I went outdoors.  There was this sense of wonder when I saw familiar places in a new light or haze if you will!  It was like, the haze had transported the whole nation into a new realm a new place, without us moving an inch.

Suddenly, I felt like I was a tourist and the hazy look reminded me of yesteryears in Taipei plus the charred smell.  If the haze has no smell and negative health impact, it is quite a welcome ‘change’ if you will.  A week ago, the media was going on and on about the town council like it meant the world, and now, everything look so distant with the haze.

With this crisis, we suddenly have a common ‘problem’ that in a way unite us.  No more awkward lift moments or silent conversation gaps.  Anyone can say “the haze is quite bad ‘hor’?”.  And we also have a convenient excuse to break out of our Singaporean-Asian straight-face culture and care even more for each other “Drink more water, be careful ok?”, “Do you need some N95 or surgical masks?”  The haze and masks had in one blanketing sweep, achieved what our nation has tried so hard to get us to do, be more gracious and be kind.

The haze has also brought out another quintessential aspect of Singaporeans:  Kiasu 怕輸 and Kiasi 怕死, namely fear of losing and fear of dying.  While these two qualities are sometimes manifested in an ugly fashion, I sometimes wonder if we are being
too hard on ourselves, after all, these two are also seen elsewhere, but perhaps more as passion to win / competitiveness, and self-preservation.  Self-deprecation aside, stories of long queues and stock piling begin to come in.  Should stores have a quota per customer?  The very fact that this is a solution that comes to my mind also reveals another fact about Singaporeans, that we are so happy to have rules and regulations in place.  This, according to a friend in journalism, restricts maturity of the people and disallow the growth of civil exchanges on an individual basis such that we learn to trust each other to do the right thing.  But I digress.

On our way to Buddha Tooth Relic Temple on Friday morning (21st June 2013), we see Bugis area enshrouded in a dream like state. The trees in the foreground looks crisp and clear but is betrayed by the Bugis Plus mall (and not ION or Luma? Thanks to a tip-off by a dear friend!) in the hazy background.

Trust is good.  And we do trust others to do the right thing even if we sometimes do not!  haha … we trust our neighbours to put out the fire.  Do we trust them to do so or do we actually expect or demand that they do so?  It’s a fine line between trust and expectations.  Singaporeans trust the government to safeguard our interest and to generally “take care of things”.  And there is no reason not to.  After all, for the past forty odd years, our government (that is, the civil servants, not just the party) has done fairly well by any standards.  Over the years, this trust in our government and the system to take care of things, take care of us, has evolved into an expectation that it will be so.

Whenever anything go wrong, a common reaction is “What is the government doing?”  Perhaps as spider man movie put it, “With great power, comes great responsibility”.  So is it any wonder when there is the haze, we start looking at the government and ask what is being done?  Facebook, twitter and messaging apps start to be clogged with complaints about the government.  Can Singapore really go over and make another country do something about the fire?  Perhaps some fire fighting missions may help a bit, but looking at some of the satellite images, I wonder how much can really be done.  Others wonder if the government should declare a state of emergency and start issuing free medical assistance and masks to people.  Most importantly, why isn’t there a day or two of crisis holiday declared?

While it seem rather bleak or silly that we are grouching over such matters while other nations are facing dire situations that is literally life and death, I find a certain glimmer of light amidst these rantings.  As a nation and people, we are really quite simple.  Simple, not in a condescending manner, but in a positive fashion.  That of all the things one could ask of, we just want a day off.  Seriously, a day off.  *laugh*  We are really people of fairly simple wants.  We just want a day off.  Take a moment to soak that in.

It is a poignant moment and I’m somewhat comforted by this, that despite our self-deprecative kiasu and kiasistic tendencies, we just want a day off.  Sure, we may sometimes have bouts of greed and desire, but hey, we are still human, unenlightened human beings.  By and large, Singaporeans are fairly simple in needs and wants.  Perhaps that is why our country is so stable.  So stable that a haze becomes the talking point for the past few weeks.

Today, I can finally see a clear day with nice shiny sun.  Was there a shower last night?  Was it the prayers by this or that religion?  When I saw posting of different religious groups doing prayers, I almost wanted to suggest that we pray and request for rain only on specific days so that due credit is given.  haha Or maybe it is not our prayers or some divinity, but just a matter of conditions.

While we enjoy a day or two of respite from the haze, and take a breather from our complaints, perhaps we should also remember those hundreds, thousands, and millions of animals, birds and insects that are harmed or burnt alive.  Perhaps we can and should focus not just on the haze, but also on this massive collateral harm to the eco-system.  The haze will go away in a few weeks time, but the lives lost is gone and acres of forest cleared is not so easily restored.
Haze or not, may we care for each other’s well being.
Clear skies or not, may we give comfort and cooling drinks that quenches and cools not just our body, but also our heart and mind.

May all beings who are harmed or killed in all these fire find peace and be reborn in a happier state.
May all beings be free from harm and danger.
May all beings be free from anger and ill-will.

May all beings be Well and Happy!

Reference

http://news.mongabay.com/2013/0624-greenpeace-photos.html

Vote “BRIGHT HILL” for the New MRT Station near Kong Meng San Phor Kark See Monastery

Dear friends,

This is a landmark moment.  A new MRT station will be located near Kong Meng San Phor Kark See Monastery 光明山普觉禅寺 in the near future and it can be named “BRIGHT HILL“, the namesake of the monastery, after which this area and some roads are named.

Presently, LTA is conducting a public polling exercise to select the names for each station and it close on 17 June 2013.

WHAT CAN WE DO?

1. Vote for “BRIGHT HILL”
If you want to The  “BRIGHT HILL” to be the official name of this new MRT station, login to the following link to cast your vote!

http://talk2lta.lta.gov.sg/Surveys?action=Public.Survey.SurveyDetails&surveyId=861

2. Spread the word!

Share this page or the links with your friends who support this idea.

Please do not spam your friends.

3. Learn Dharma and Cultivate

Personally, whether or not the station is named “Bright Hill” is inconsequential if nobody learn the Dharma, practises and benefit from it.  So pick up a Dharma book today and read it, attend a talk, meditate, recite a mantra, express your love, care and compassion to people around you, smile, say hello to someone.  Wherever you are, whichever centre you are with, learn Dharma, practise it, and be Happy! 🙂

As we know that a new MRT station will be located near Kong Meng San Phor Kark See Monastery in the near future.

Presently, LTA is conducting a public polling exercise to select the names for each station. The exercise will close on 17 June 2013.

It will be great if the station can be named as BRIGHT HILL. In order for this name to be selected as the official name, we require as many staff, volunteers, devotees and public to participate in this polling exercise. Kindly login to the following link http://talk2lta.lta.gov.sg/Surveys?action=Public.Survey.SurveyDetails&surveyId=861 to cast your votes.

Let’s us do our part by voting.

和平的代价

前些日子,我和一位好友永喜一起吃午餐。他问我: “是否只要目的正当,我们就可以不择手段?” 我想了一会儿,再回答: “那么如果现在我们最终的目标是世界和平,但是得杀死每一个人…(因为没有了人,也就不会有争执,最终达到和平)这样还对吗?

我们在日常生活中所做的决定往往并非生死大事,但常常处在灰色地带,难以分辨对错。我个人觉得做事方法既然是为了达到目标所采取的行动,那么我们不应该把目标和方法分开来看,而应该一体对待。

另外,我们有些时候会发现,当我们想做某件事或采取某些行动之前,会不断地三思,甚至觉得难以决定。在这种状况下,很明显的-做事方法与结果的对错可能已经失去平衡。

汉译:燏

原稿:http://buddhavacana.net/2006/07/20/what-price-peace/