Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Punting, Christ Church, Pranks...

So funny story-

Every Wednesday, all the students in the Oxford exchange programme have to check-in at the OPUS office, just to make sure none of us have ditched the country or gotten kidnapped.  Anyway so one of the girls has had a friend from the states visiting this past week.  His name is Dan, and he's a pretty cool guy.  He tagged along when 10 of us stopped by OPUS to check-in today.  The program director is pretty disorganized and a little oblivious, and so while he made us all wait in the hallway as he checked us in 1 by 1, one of us got the idea to send in Dan to check-in for John, pretending to be John.  We figured the program director wouldn't even notice.  Dan's a chill enough guy to do something ballsy like that, and what do you know, our idiot program director didn't have a clue.  John busted into the meeting 2 minutes later, and we all had a good laugh.  Those silly Brits can make up all the rules they want, making us check-in and wait in the hallway for half an hour, but they can't recognize our faces...

I finally busted into Christ Church today.  It's by far the most prestigious of Oxford's colleges, and is probably best known as one of the main sets for Harry Potter.  It's dining hall was used as the "Great Hall" in the films.  So when I was exploring with my friend, looking for the college bar after a long study sesh, and we just happened to stumble on the Great Hall, it kind of blew my mind.  

After I got home four of us decided to go for a run through the fields behind our flat.  Imagine a couple mile run through the English countryside, passing horses and sheep as you go.  It was gorgeous.  We have plans to run tomorrow morning, but who knows?  

I've been meaning to post some pictures from punting last week:

(Punting is the English version of an Italian Gondola-  4-6 people fit on a boat, and you use a stick to push it through the mud.  It's harder than it looks!  Super funny though.)  

This picture was taken before we took off.  John is at the top, then James, Kate, and me!


Here's a picture of me and Brittany.  The two of us lived with James for four weeks before the new people moved in, and during that time James said a lot of things that made me and Brittany give each other this look...  


Of course I wanted to try punting myself.  It wasn't long though before I learned I sucked at it.  I drove us into the bank more than half the time.  Not my thing-



John took over for most of it, but even he ended up in the trees sometimes.  



I'm better at the sitting and drinking part of punting.  The whole thing was really fun.  We're going punting on the Cam this Saturday at Cambridge.  Can't wait!!



  

OXFORD - Lost track of the day...

Wow, Blogging.  I haven't done this in a while...

I think I'm going to suspend the blog for now (as if I haven't already.)

Oxford is still going great.  It's very challenging academically.  I have a lot of friends here.  This weekend we're all going first to Cambridge on Saturday and then to London on and off over the next couple of days for the Queen's Jubilee.  Despite all this fun, I still have to research and write two essays over the next week.  It never ends!!

Some friends have invited me to visit them in Spain and France after term ends in early July, which would mean switching flights home.  We're also starting to plan where we want to go directly after term before everyone was planning to fly home, and I'm trying to get a good group together to go to Ireland and Scotland.  Decisions decisions!  Everyone is slowly sorting it out as we throw ideas out there.  Hopefully I'll have it all figured out within 2 weeks or so when term comes to a close.  

I successfully switched tutors about a week and a half ago.  I'm now studying abnormal psychology and Buddhism.  I'm trying not to think about what I'm going to do when I graduate.  But isn't that the post-grad's swan song?

Well, that's the official update.  Sorry if anyone took the lack of blogging as an indication that I'd been "Taken" haha.


Sunday, May 20, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 39

Somebody needs to assign the new people some homework.

They've been having fun for 3 days straight.  They don't work.  They don't sleep.  They just distract me.

Half of them get their first assignment tomorrow.  Thank God.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 38

I love it here.

The new people are awesome.  It's sort of been one big party since they got here.  Which sucks because I have so much to do, but we've been having a blast.

Tonight we all made dinner together and one of the girls pulled out a ukulele and we had this musical dinner party.  We just started improving mixes and Irish drinking songs.  It was a blast.

Friends who have studied abroad have come back saying that you can't explain what it's like-  studying abroad.  I always thought that was because at the end, there was too much that had happened, and no one story could convey the whole experience.  Well now, even in the middle of it, I can't explain what really goes down in a day.  There's just too much.  I get it now.

Too bad that sucks for blogging purposes, but I guess that's the way it is.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 36

Today was one of those "Holy crap Oxford is the shit" kind of days.

I spent the day studying.  I'd spend as much time as I could in one old, ornate, and stoic library until I couldn't read anymore, and then I'd switch libraries.  Libraries are like pubs around here.  They're EVERYWHERE!  So I got a decent amount done.  Discovered some new hot study spots.

Then I grabbed some pizza with 10 other abroad students and went to my first Union debate.  It was on whether or not Prostitution (which is illegal in the UK) should be recognized as a legitimate business.  The students were arguing for it, and they got a guy who owns like, 1/4 of the legalized prostitution in Nevada to come and argue on their behalf.  (Figures, they have to import Americans to seriously argue their horrible points.)  In all fairness though, they had a British male prostitute arguing with them as well.  So at least they didn't have to import any of our whores.

The against side was 5 very passionate feminists.  And sparks flew.  It was amazing.  I got angry, I laughed, I cheered, refused to clap.  Mostly though, I remembered how much I love arguing.  I haven't gotten into a decent debate in a long time.

I could go on about how in the UK people care more about global issues, and just care more about what's going on in general a hell of a lot more than Americans.  But I won't, because it makes me sad and not want to come home.

I really, really love it here though.  Days like today are intense and challenging, and I like that.  I like focusing ALL my energy on 1 conversation.  I like being the stupidest person in the room.  It gives me hope that people can fix things I can't or something.

Big day tomorrow.  First tutorial with the new tutor, and I'll actually get to know the 4 people that moved into our flat today.  And a concert, followed by a party at the guys' house.  Holy crap I need to get to bed.

I'm so glad I got to experience all of this.  My brain legit hurts though.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 35



After a meeting with my tutor and a day full of studying, I ran over to LUSH to grab some fun bath salts.  I figured since the new people are coming tomorrow tonight was my last night of having the tub to myself, and I wanted to make it count.  When I came home Brittany was in the kitchen and turns out, she did the exact same thing.  Great minds...

The house is barely tidy with 3 people living in it, I can only imagine what it's going to be like with 8.  So I started eating at college today.  I don't want to become crazy house nazi-  so I'll just take myself out of the equation.  Plus, it's the best way to meet native Brits.

My 2nd tutor contacted me today, we're meeting Friday.  I'm glad things are finally getting squared away. This also means though, that I'm going to have two research essays due a week until the end of term.  I mean, things are structured here so that they are difficult for REAL Oxford students.  Of course I would find a way to make it even more difficult.  I really hope I can handle it.

This blog is going to become less and less frequent.  Writing a few thousand words a week is going to make "writing for fun" not my idea of fun anymore.  My new idea of fun is a bubble bath.  Why do you think British people are always drinking and rowing?  Two most relaxing things you can do.  It's all about de-stressing and turning off the brain.  (By the way, rowing was cancelled because of the rain, and as soon as the weekend hits you bet I'll be drinking.  The guys next store are throwing a party.)

That said, I'm going to bed.  

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 34

Dear Faithful Readers,

I'm sorry I haven't written in almost a week.  I wish I could say it was because I randomly ran off to France with a group of people and got lost in a hot mess of baguettes and funny accents and French men... but unfortunately no.  It was more along the lines of I got sick.  Which was pretty sloppy and not entertaining, so why bore you with that!?

Good news though-  I'm better!  Not only that, but I just finished my paper on Buddhist Ethics!  (Thank god THAT'S over!)  You couldn't pay me to do that again.  Well, actually, if somebody's offering...

Weather here has been nuts.  Today we had high winds, sun one minute, clouds the next, hail, and exactly 1 thunder clap!  That's right, one!  Awkward...   I don't really like living on an island.  Weather is too sporadic.

You know what I miss?  American television!  Mad Men, The New Girl, DWTS.  Can't get 'em here.  I've been buying one a day as a treat since I've mostly been cooped up with this bad weather.

Don't start thinking I'm homesick though.  Nope.  I'm just ready for summer to be here.  It hasn't gotten past 60.  I got a skirt just for this trip I've been dying to wear!

Another update: got a new tutor to replace stupid Dr. Jones.  Her name is Sylvia Terbeck, and she's going to be teaching me cognitive therapy.  Hopefully we can get that going soon, I'm anxious to get started.  I haven't taken a psych course since high school, hopefully I'm up for it.

By the way, has anybody heard of Vitamin String Quartet?  They're awesome!  Especially their cover of Coldplay's "Yellow".  So good!!! Good for studying too.

Anyway, gotta go to bed.  Meeting with Pegs tomorrow, big essay day.  Is it the weekend yet???

Thursday, May 10, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 29



I think I've been neglecting the fact that this is a TRAVEL blog since the whole "losing the camera" thing happened.  Well, the picture above isn't from my new camera, which hasn't arrived yet, but it IS of the Oxford skyline!  So there's some travel for ya.

The weird thing about England, is it's a lot like America-  just + a whole lot of history, cobblestones, and some other stuff.  There isn't any language barrier, the food is similar enough (Carbs Carbs Carbs!) and the people are just paler and more serious looking.

So when something catches you off-guard as being different, it's weird.  Like, I expected that the grocery stores would go under a different name, be arranged differently, etc.  But I didn't expect them not to have popcorn!  What's up with that???  The English don't like popcorn?  That's bullshit.  Everyone likes popcorn.

Another thing, I go into an office supply store to get some folders, and it turns out folders are a scarce commodity over here.  The Brits are more binder people.  And as far as three hole punches go, forget it.  Nope, they're all about the 2 hole punch.

And if you want to ride a bus, they make you work for it.  It's not like an American bus that stops at every stop just cuz.  Nope, public buses are like taxis here, gotta wave'em down.  First time I tried taking the bus into town, I got all set with my bus pass, stood there waiting for the number 35, and then watched it drive right past me.  Gotta wave it down.

Their Mothers Day is in March too.  I freaked out for a second when I googled 2012 Mother's Day for the date and saw that it was 2 months ago.  So yay, I didn't forget, I just moved to England.

That's all the British quirks I can think of for now, but I'll post more as I think of them.  Oh, and British beer is terrible.  And it's not because they serve it luke warm sometimes.  Nope, it just sucks period.  Warm, cold, whatever-  I'm done with it.  Back to Corona.  And Coors Light.  And Soco Old Fashioneds...    (that word looks weird).

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 28

I hear that England is breaking records for rain fall in April.  Now that's saying something.  All I've got to say is, everything you've ever heard about London weather-  it's true!

I met with my advisor yesterday to discuss my tutorials.  I told him that my primary tutorial professor has been putting almost no effort in so far, and explained in detail certain situations that have been pretty disappointing.  We decided that, as of today, my secondary tutorial (The Buddhist tutorial) will be my primary tutorial, and I will pick up a secondary tutorial working with the Mindfulness-Based Center for Cognitive Therapy in Oxford.  

Credit Breakdown is as follows:

Buddhism:   8 credits (8 essays)
Cognitive Thearpy:  3 credits (3 essays)
Film History:  1 credit (1 essay, already completed.)

So without even trying to, Buddhism has just become a pretty big part of the rest of this experience.  I'm toying with the idea of adding a religious studies minor, since I'll have enough credits now.

I'm surprised by how much I agree with Buddhist ideals.  So far, the more I learn about it, the more I want to make it a part of my life.  Which is a difficult thing to realize, because let's face it, Western culture is not incredibly conducive to a Buddhist mindset.  I think part of me was almost hoping that in learning more about Buddhism, I'd find some sort of fatal flaw that would kill my interest in it and I could resume my cynical attitude towards religion in general.  

That hasn't happened though.  I'm still pretty apprehensive though.  It's not like I'd just declare myself a Buddhist and practice one hour one day out of the week.  That's what I love about Buddhism-  it's a mindset, a way of thinking and a way to see the world.  I'd have to live it.  Ultimately, I would probably try and adopt a career that has a Buddhist "essence," such as a meditation instructor or a cognitive therapist, which is so outside the realm of "normal careers" that people naturally tend to gel with.  But I can't spend my life teaching people how to look at a film.  It doesn't matter that it might pay well or that I'd be good at it.  Being a film studies professor would be so fruitless.  Who would I be helping?  How would that make the world better? 

I asked myself today how badly I want this to be a part of my life but the scary thing is I don't think it's a matter of want.  I think I just have to do it.  God, I'm talking about Buddhism as if it's some Buddhist on/off switch where I'm all of a sudden going to don a huge orange robe, shave my head, and sit cross-legged all day.  No, what I'm talking about is becoming a Buddhist in a western sense.  Which, let's face it, I've been slowly working towards for about a year and a half now anyway.  So that's that I guess.  I wish I would've known all this 4 years ago.

Monday, May 7, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 26

When my Tutor E'mails my Research 
Essay Prompt 2 Days Before It's Due

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God, old entitled English guys suck!  I haven't met very many, but the few I've found who fit the stereotype just suck.

In other news.  There's this group called "Dance Sport" at my college-  basically a bunch of beginners get taught by non-beginners how to dance the waltz, quickstep, cha cha, and jive-  and then they compete against other colleges in week four.  Ethan recruited me, and so I went tonight.  It was super fun!  Everybody was super chill about it, and the girls teaching us were so great.  Surprisingly, there were more guys than girls!  But unfortunately, only a couple of them could dance.  Ethan's a good dancer, and we did the quickstep and waltz together.  We were pretty good!  But then I had to switch partners and ended up with this guy from Rockford IL (what are the odds??) who was pretty bad.  Sweet, sweet guy, but not a good dancer at all.  When he couldn't get the steps, he'd just make them up and throw me around-  which was fun for a bit, but then it wasn't.  

I shouldn't judge.  I thought I was pretty good at the cha cha but I probably looked like this.


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One of my friends, Anna, from the rowing team was there too.  We did the cha cha together.  It was so much fun.  Then we all went to the college bar and met up with some friends.  I love how you can study for hours and then just hop to the college bar- so cool!  

I really like it here.  


Sunday, May 6, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 25

While studying abroad, there are certain things you should definitely not do.

Fart in front of the queen, drink the tap water, leave the house without an umbrella...

but no matter what, NEVER, under any circumstances, watch Taken while abroad.

Let me tell you why.

Last night I went to a party with a bunch of the other foreign exchange students.  It was kind of a Cinco de Mayo party-  (people barely recognize the holiday here, what a shame).  Anyway, there was tequila, Corona, my buddy Adam dressed in drag... it was a good time.  Except for one of the girls ditched the party to meet up with some 26 year old Italian guy she had just met that same day.

I didn't really think too much of it last night, until one of my flatmates pointed out that our friend put herself in exactly the same situation as the girl in the movie "Taken".  You know, the one where Liam Neeson is a retired CIA agent, and his daughter gets kidnapped and thrown into some human trafficking circuit.

I felt dumb because I didn't really know what the whole story was in that movie, so, not wanting to be naive, I rented it tonight.

SO STUPID!!!




How could I think watching a terrible movie about terrible things that happen to girls while they're far away from their families would make me feel good before going to bed?!?  What was my thought process in all of this???

It's actually pretty ironic.   One of my friends used to joke that she'd have my Dad watch this movie before I go away, just to freak him out.  Well, this afternoon I gave him a call after already watching the beginning of the film, and I'm already kind of freaked out-  and I mention it to him and he was totally chill about it.

Meanwhile, I'm sitting here in the kitchen with my flatmates, hugging my knees and cubby-holeing a cup of water, because I just need to be around people that I know aren't trying to steal me right now.

So that's cool.

Oh yeah, and I ordered a camera today.  My excitement over the camera cancels out my paranoia over Taken, so that's good.  Go camera.  Can't wait to post some pictures for you guys that aren't stolen off google images.  

Friday, May 4, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 24


THE TIME I STUDIED ABROAD

After Too Many Chocolate Croissants... 

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When I Don't Want to Finish Another Essay- 


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Finishing the Essays and Finally Taking A Shower Photobucket





When I Forget Traffic Moves on the Left Side

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When I Get Directions From an Englishman



I Look Like This:
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But I Feel Like This:
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In other news, I've gained 8 pounds since I left home.  I'd blame it on all the muscle I've gained from rowing 3-4 times a week, but the Thames has been flooded.  We haven't been able to row for a week...  so... yeah.  It's awesome reading about the Buddha and studying him, but I don't want to start looking like him.

oh yeah, and HAPPY CINCO DE MAYO EVERYBODY! Photobucket  


Wednesday, May 2, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 21

I literally spent from 10am - 10pm yesterday writing the paper for my secondary tutorial.  Listening to "Oxford Comma" by Vampire Weekend filled my study breaks.

It was AWESOME!

This is seriously the first paper I've ever written that didn't fall prey to procrastination.  I can truly say I gave it all I got.  So when I headed up to the tower room this morning (the tower room is where they used to torture people, I'm sure THAT'S no coincidence...) I was strangely calm.  I got there half an hour early because I was so scared of being late again.  I ended up just sitting outside, chillin.  I didn't even read as I was sitting there.  That shit was finished.

In case anybody is interested in learning about the Ancient Indian historical, cultural, social, and religious climate (at approx. 400 BC) and how that shaped the ideas taught by the Buddha-  1.  You probably have too much time on your hands.  And 2.  My Mom likes to read my papers, so I'll post it for her, and anyone else interested =)

So I had my first "read and defend your paper" tutorial this morning, and it went really well!  She liked it! Made my day man.  I celebrated by (get this Monica-) buying some super awesome soap at Lush downtown.  For those of you who aren't familiar with Lush-  it's an all natural cosmetics shop that is super popular in the UK, but they also have a few shops in and around Chicago too.  The set-up of the store is so fun.  Of course it's all environmentally conscious and animal friendly which I love.  What's even better is I love the products even more.  It's a little on the pricey side, but hey, I was celebrating.  And I'm not gonna get mad at myself over soap.  Come on.

I'm buying a new camera really really soon!  I'm good and settled now.  Things are gonna get exciting again soon, so I need to get decisive and pick a camera.  Miguel gave me some good recommendations, so there's a starting point at least.

When I ran over to the guys' house this morning to use their printer, I learned they have slugs in their house.  They find like, 7 a week.  Disgusting!  I've gotten used to the rain around here-  which is sort of a constant.  Sometimes it just mists for hours, so weird!  There are times when it feels like everything is just a little damp.  You almost don't notice it after awhile.  I'll never get used to the slugs though.  I haven't actually seen one yet, and thank god.  Lets hope it stays that way.

I feel like this post just got boring.  So here's a link to one of my favorite comics from Hyperbole and a Half-  a blog written and illustrated by a girl who is much more entertaining than I'll ever be.  Seriously, check it out.

Or be lame and read my paper.  Whatever.








THE BEGINNING OF THE MIDDLE







Buddhism
May 2nd, 2012

















            The Buddha’s life was his teaching, and both revolved around the cessation of suffering.  He spent his life trying to accomplish this, and once he did, spent the rest of it trying to teach others how to do the same.  To understand the genesis of the Buddha’s teachings it is imperative to become familiar with the environment in which he learned and taught.  Buddhism was not born from or into empty space.  In every aspect of his teachings, the Buddha was responding to at least one pre-existing doctrine or tradition among his peers. His lessons then would automatically have one of two components:  the acceptance of a pre-existing idea, which he would build upon and make his own, or the rejection of an idea in its entirety.[1]  It is not surprising then, that unless a particular teaching was crucial to reaching nirvana, the Buddha would cease to actively touch upon the subject.  Unfortunately, this often led to accusations that The Buddha lacked ditthi, or a viewpoint, but it was merely a strategic technique to lessen antagonism.  What the Buddha did teach was always strongly based on his own personal experiences.[2]  Here I will evaluate a number of the Buddha’s experiences in terms of what was presented to him and the wisdom he drew out of those occasions.  Through these examples it will be clear that the Buddha continuously put forth a tremendous effort (whether mental, physical, or both) as he tested the knowledge presented to him in terms of logic, morality, and it’s ability to attain nirvana.
            The Buddha’s quest for the cessation of suffering began when he made the conscious realization that there is suffering in the world.  Stories about the early years of the Buddha’s life vary, but it is commonly understood that the Buddha (then known as Siddhattha Gotama, or in Sanskrit: Siddhartha Gautama[3]) was of noble birth.  His late mother’s auspicious dream foretelling that her son would be either a great religious teacher or a great emperor led his father to shield his son from life’s difficulties in a palace full of comforts and pleasures.  However, when Siddhatta eventually left the palace, fours signs of an old man, a sick man, a dead man, and finally a samsara changed the course of his life.  The first three distressed Siddhatta and made him aware of the suffering in the world.  The fourth, that of a religious mendicant, offered an understanding of life unbeknownst to the vapid pleasures of palace existence and, Siddhattha hoped, the means to the cessation of suffering. 
            Siddhattha was twenty-nine when he left home[4] to join the paribbajakas and samanas.  Although these people had deliberately chosen to leave the structure of society, there were some common threads that bound them to be alone together.  “In contrast [to the unrenouncing] the renouncer lives in celibacy, poverty, harmlessness and desirelessness, which amount not so much to good activity as to inactivity, for he simply does not commit acts which are charged with the awful power to cause him to be reborn.  Thereby the successful renouncer escapes the cycle of rebirth completely.[5]  The renouncers believed that as long as a person was committed to society, their estate held little value next to the power of their deeds, good or bad.  This universal law of causation, which turns a naked eye to the four estates, was a relatively new idea, which the Buddha incorporated into his later teachings.  The renouncers also introduced the Buddha to various methods to escape the law of causation, and while he ultimately did not find any of these methods to be successful in their own right, they were integral steps to developing his own successful method. 
            The founder of Jainism, Mahavira, was a contemporary of the Buddha, and for a time the Buddha experimented with ideas of the Jainism movement such as self-mortification (particularly fasting) and nonviolence, (ahimsa).  Although the Buddha incorporated ahimsa into his own teachings, he believed self-mortification was not the path to Enlightenment.  In fact, the Buddha recognized practices of self-mortification as quite the opposite of his life of luxury at the palace.  He saw both as futile and destructive, and from this understanding sought out to develop a “middle way” between those two extremes he knew so well.
            The development of the middle way began with meditation, another practice he learned while living with the wandering ascetics.  He had already mastered two separate kinds of meditation.  Under the teaching of Alara Kalama the Buddha mastered the meditative plane of nothingness.  Although the meditative technique offered a temporary peace, the Buddha ultimately found it wanting, and he sought another meditative technique under Uddaka Ramaputta, who taught him the meditative plane of neither perception nor non-perception.  Again, the Buddha found his new meditative strategy fruitless in his search for the cessation of suffering, for although these meditative states were blissful, they were only temporary.  “He rejected the yogic teachers’ claims that their particular accomplishments led to final release.  But on the other hand, he implicitly accepted that meditation is, in some ways, the spiritual tool par excellence…but the final goal still had to be achieved by a quite different step, a change in quality of thought and feeling, not in quantity of meditative effort.”[6]  He finally found release from the cycle of rebirth in a meditative method he developed in solitude, later known as insight meditation, or vipassana.  “The goal of this was not peace and tranquility but the generation of penetrating and critical insight (panna).”[7]  Once the Buddha had been awakened, he was content to live a life of seclusion.  He did not believe that the public would embrace his new wisdom.  It was not until one of the Gods pleaded with him to share his experiences that he decided to teach the Dharma. 
            The Buddha shared his teachings with people of all estates.  Public debates were very common in Ancient India, and while the Buddha would often gain many converts at these lectures, he was often met with antagonism when he shared his ideas regarding the “Self.”  He “set himself apart from the orthodox Indian religious tradition known as Brahmanism, which claimed that each person possesses an eternal soul (atman) which is either part of, or identical with, a metaphysical absolute known as brahman (a sort of impersonal godhead).”[8]  Brahmans believed in an essence of a person that carried through from life to life.  They believed that this “Self” was unchanging, interchangeable with what is known, and that it could be attained through meditation.  The Buddha opposed this idea, and even set out to “reject it entirely and propose in its place the characteristic Buddhist doctrine of nonself, anatta, the absense of an eternal, independent Self, whether in ordinary consciousness, in meditative states or anywhere else.”[9]   The Buddha points out that if atman is achieved through meditation, and the Self is unchanging, but meditative states are unquestionably temporary, than it is impossible for a Self to exist.  He also points out that if a Self is interchangeable with what that person knows, than reaching the meditative state of nothingness would eliminate the “Self”.  He asserts further that clinging to a sense of self is a form of desire, which of course, works against the cessation of suffering.
            Another of the Buddha’s more controversial teachings is his definition of a Brahman.  Although the high estate of Brahmans were known for being good-looking, educated, of high birth, wise, and virtuous, the Buddha points out that any of these individual qualities could be missing and still constitute someone a Brahman except for two crucial qualities:  wisdom and virtue.[10]  The Buddha’s claim then, is that if character is what qualifies one as a holy person, then people should be judged by their actions, not by their estate.  Furthermore, if it is a person’s actions that define them, then they have control over their own fate, namely, whether or not to strive for nirvana.  This is a very threatening idea because it completely disregards one of the most inherent Indian ideas, that of the four estates.  The four estates lay the groundwork for social structure to a paramount degree, and if the Buddha were to unravel that, what would become of the higher estates that relied on the conquests of their ancestors to keep their life of leisure and respected status?  The Buddha’s deconstructive view was radical and threatening to many Brahmans.  His most blatant standpoint in opposition to them, however, might be found in his idea of the three fires.  The Buddha claimed that “The unenlightened are on fire with three fires:  greed, hatred and delusion… [That he chose] the number three is no coincidence:  the orthodox Brahmin was supposed to maintain always the three fires required for major sacrifices, and the Buddha juxtaposed his fires to those.”[11]   The Buddha clearly sees little wisdom or virtue within the estates, often acted as a hindrance to the cessation of suffering.  If people learned they had the power to change their fate through their actions, not so much through their caste, then they could take action (kamma) and possibly attain nirvana.      
            Karma was established long before the Buddha’s time.  “The word karma is first mentioned in connection with rebirth in two brief passages in the Brhad-aranyaka Upanishad, one of the oldest, if not the very oldest, of the Upanishads.[12]  Although the Buddha did not like to dwell on karma, knowing it could only be truly understood by someone who had already reached nirvana, he made one very important contribution to the idea.  “It is only in Buddhism that … the whole universe is ethicized.  In other words, according to the Buddha’s teaching all sentient beings throughout the universe are morally responsible and can be reborn in a higher or lower station because of the good and evil they have done.”[13]  By claiming that people are fated by way of their actions, the Buddha is giving people free will.  In a sense, he found the middle way between determinism and total chaos[14], where humans can take ownership over their actions and own their fate.  After all, as someone who so determined his own fate in discovering the path to enlightenment and attaining it, how could the Buddha not believe in the fateful power of one’s own actions? 
            In addition to instilling people with power over their own karmic fate, he also provided them with guidelines for how to completely end the karmic cycle of rebirth.  The four noble truths state that life is suffering, suffering is caused by craving, suffering can have an end, and there is a way to end suffering.  These seemingly simple ideas are authored solely by the Buddha himself.  They are the foundation of his enlightenment and the fruit of his existence.  The common metaphor for the four noble truths is that “of a medical diagnosis:  this is the disease, these are the causes of the disease, this is the judgment of whether it is curable, this is the method of treatment.”[15]  The Buddha started out simply enough as a man who wanted to learn how to end suffering.  The four noble truths are the means by which he reached nirvana, and he taught them to the world so others may end their suffering as well. 
            The rather abstract beginning of Buddhism rose organically from the time and place in which the Buddha lived.  By reaching a clear understanding of the common religious, social, and cultural beliefs of that time, the innovative teachings of the Buddha can be more fully appreciated.  He spent his time with many different kinds of people and incorporated into his teachings the wise and effective tools they taught him.  At the same time, the Buddha was ready to challenge traditions that no longer had a purpose, or beliefs that were not supported by reason.  Above all else, the Buddha’s main objective was always to bring about the cessation of suffering, first in himself, and then to the world.
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            1.  Michael Carrithers, The Buddha, (Oxfordshire:  Oxford University Press, 1983), 26.      

            2.  I cringe a little bit in using the word ‘personal’ here, knowing the Buddha’s    rejection of the atman idea of self, but whilst he understood the notion of the self has it’s own empty purposes of convenience, so do I use this word in the same vein. 
            3. Damien Keown.  Buddhism: A Very Short Introduction. [Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1996], 15.

            4. and quite possibly a wife and son.  Many sources assert this, although some do not.  Despite the circumstance, it is clear that Siddhatta relinquished the entire world as it had been known to him in order to join these wandering ascetics. 

            5. Carrithers, The Buddha, 23.
            6. Carrithers, The Buddha, 36-37.
            7. Keown,  Buddhism:  An Introduction, 94.
            8. Ibid., 47-48.
            9. Carrithers, The Buddha, 45.
            10. Ibid., 18-19.
            11. Richard F. Gombrich, "The Buddha's Dhamma."  Theravada Buddhism: A Social History From Ancient Benares to Modern Colombo, [London: Routledge, 2006], 64.
            12. Richard F. Gombrich, What the Buddha Thought, [London: Equinox Publishing, 2009], 29.
            13. Ibid., 35.
            14. Ibid., 20.
            15. Carrithers, The Buddha, 54.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

OXFORD - DAY 20

I could easily post the cartoon I used yesterday for today as well, but I'd have to erase the cute little sun because IT'S RAINING AGAIN!

I haven't written an essay in a year, and I'm definitely out of practice.  It's a shame because I've done so much research and it's all in my head, but putting it on paper is proving to be a challenge.  I have been writing a lot this past year though-  unfortunately I don't think a blog-style essay will impress my very traditional Buddhist expert tutor.  Too bad, because if I were allowed to write this paper in a casual voice 1)  It would be kinda funny and 2)  It'd be done in a few hours.

I have until this time tomorrow to be done with it.  So far I have a cover page, a bibliography, and a really good 1/2 page introductory paragraph.  I guess I'd better get back to it.

Oh, on the plus side.  I TALKED TO ZACH BRAFF YESTERDAY!  He is, in a word, awesome.  I really lucked out though.  I met up with Ethan and Camille at the Union, and it just so happens that they're friends with the Union people because of some orientation thingy they went to last term.  So their union friends let us sit in the special reserved section.  In short, during the hour and a half that Zach was giving his speech, answering questions, and making us laugh, I was just a short 2 feet away.

Now, I promised myself I wouldn't say anything to Zach because I've met a lot of celebrities and in most cases when I talked to them I made sort of an ass of myself.  (Offering Joseph Gordon-Levitt my phone number...)  and I did not want to do that here, at Oxford, with all the smart people.  I get star struck too easily, I guess it's just the film major in me.  They're like Gods.

But of course, when the Q&A got going, I couldn't help myself.  I rehearsed it in my head for a good 15 min before I let myself raise my hand, just to be sure.  And would you believe it, I didn't say anything stupid!!  I coaxed a little information out of him regarding his next project, after briefly stating that I was a huge fan of Garden State, which he thanked me for.  It almost felt like a normal conversation, since I was 2 feet away.  -A conversation that had a whole hall of people listening in on.

Anyway, Zach Braff proved to be a very funny, down-to-earth, and gracious guy.  I like him even more after meeting him.  He proved to be pretty tall in real life (~6ft), although in his late 30's he is starting to lose that boyish quality he is known for.  And if anyone is reading this that hasn't watched Garden State, I beg you, give it a look, it is brilliant!