I've been reading a good bit lately - The Buddha from Brooklyn, for one. I've known of the book for a long time and simply preferred to avoid the issues it was rumored to raise. Internet discussions I'd read of the people involved, the group involved, both pro and con pretty much had turned me off. Thorny issues, very difficult to really understand for those who merely read of them. However, the book fell into my lap, more or less, so I read it.
I was surprised to find the book quite positive, notably in the early chapters, but even at the end as well. The author writes as a sympathetic and interested reporter, not as someone with an ax to grind, and she writes well. It was also disturbing to read. I think I can tell where a lot of these people are on a different course from the one familiar to me. But the difference is subtle. So many of the things people say are familiar - I hear echos of things I've said - I can feel the words in my own throat. There are the stories about teachers (told in knowing, from-the-inside tones;) the little twists of meaning given to ordinary events; over all, a sort of Dharma one-up-manship. Makes me want to take a vow of silence - a life-long vow. It is a bit of a cautionary tale.
What is the difference between what these disciples say of their teacher and what I've said of mine, and what I hear of other teachers? What grounds do I have for thinking I am on course if I think there is any question of the folks in this book? Sometimes the precious triumphalism is something I am guilty of too, but that doesn't convict my teacher of the same fault. And in fact, it is not what her students do that convicts this teacher, Jetsunma, in my mind. It's what she does (though for that you'll have to read the book.) Even more, it's what she doesn't do and what her students do not do as well.
When people start out in any faith, all the beliefs they adopt are a sort of overlay - concepts that are accepted and even promoted to others - but still superficial. Only with practice do the concepts begin to really permeate one's behavior and understanding - one's being. Only when that happens is the faith really deep and effective. There is a certainty that develops with real experience - not the brittle dogmatism that we see so much of these days, but something softer, and very flexible even within its certainty. That's what I don't see here.
I may be wrong - I may be judging what I have no knowledge or understanding of.... I don't know for sure. But this is my reaction.
[Edited 5/5/07 to add the following:]
As luck or karma or serendipity would have it, while I was writing this entry, other folks were posting a thread on E-Sangha on the same topic. I read them after publishing my entry. They were very interesting posts, and rather more positive than what I wrote. As I reflected on them, it also occurred to me that the apparent absence of real spiritual growth in Jetsunma's organization may be the result of the writer's own lack of spiritual maturity - what she does not know in herself she can not find in her subjects. That's at least a possibility.
In any case, there were several posts quoting teachers whom I respect (Ven. Tenzin Palmo is one) who are convinced of Jetsunma's authenticity. There was also a substantial discussion of the necessity of training for Tulkus, or reincarnations, if they are to recover fully their prior life's accomplishment. Without that training, their path becomes difficult and problematic. (The crunching sound you hear is me chewing on my words.)


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