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Meeting ol’ DL
By Amanda Hayden, Sinclair Community College, 3210
Also known as His Holiness Tenzin Gyatso, 14th reincarnation of the bodhisattva of
compassion, Avalokiteshvara, the Dalai Lama is the "Ocean of Wisdom" for Tibetan Buddhists.
Kind of like a Tibetan pope, but funnier, more open minded, and all you want to do is hug him.
I had seen him once before, four years ago, right after I got back from India. I had wanted
to see him in the Buddhist pilgrimage site of Bodh Gaya but he was in Canada at the time I was
in India. So I ended up seeing him a few months later under a tent in a big field in Bloomington,
Indiana. Go figure. At that time, I was still in the aftermath of processing everything that had
happened in India. I was hesitant about anyone elevated to such a high pedestal to represent
ultimate spirituality. But I went anyway. I walked clockwise around a giant sand mandala,
colorful and intricate, made by local monks at the Tibetan ashram to welcome Tenzin back (he’s
made this trip several times as his less-famous brother lives in Bloomington). The mandala was
beautiful and I’m afraid of a gust coming through the tent opening or that I’ll accidentally trip
and fall against the table and send the sand flying. Luckily, neither happens and the mandala
stays in tact and beautifully pristine.
Then I walked up under the giant tent and stood among a sea of hundreds who were
entranced with wide eyed looks of ecstasy on their upper middle class faces, in awe of the small
speck in a maroon robe a few hundred yards away under the big tent. Sitting next to the Dalai
Lama was Muhammed Ali, which I found sort of funny and comforting at the same time.
Since I was pretty far away and couldn’t see much, I looked around me and people
watched throughout his talk. I watched women bow and pray, men in khakis smile as if they
were on heavy doses of Prozac, a young hipster girl in a hot pink tank top with a giant Shiva
tattoo across her upper back. I tried to focus back on what the Dalai Lama was saying, but then I
got distracted again. This time by three little girls who were running around near me. They kept
running in circles, giggling, falling down, laughing and getting up and repeating their game over
and over again. I couldn't stop watching them, became transfixed by their repetitive giggles and
excitement. I watched them without wavering for the rest of the speech. At one point, they ran
up to a little blonde boy, took his hand and brought him into their game (much to his dismay, it
appeared). But soon, he learned the rules and ran in circles with them, fell down, laughed and got
up again to start the process over. I watched them and smiled. At first I felt frustrated that I
couldn’t concentrate as much on what the Dalai Lama was saying, but my focus in the present
moment may have been a lesson in Buddhism anyhow.
Fast forward four years later and my good friend got us tickets to see the Dalai Lama at
Purdue University. We ventured out in the monsoon rain in Lafayette and stood in line for over
an hour to get in to the packed theatre seating. A Tibetan woman led a Buddhist chant with the
audience and like well-intentioned fans at a rock concert, we all chanted off key, steadily
butchering the Tibetan mantra. I wondered if the Dalai Lama was amused by this. Soon, the
little 73-year-old monk came onto the stage and I instantly smiled. How can you not? His smile
is contagious. He took off his shoes and with his little maroon socks that matched his robe, sat
cross-legged in lotus position in his chair. He pulled out a maroon tennis style visor to wear to
shield his eyes from the harsh light.
His talk was pretty standard from what I've seen before and in documentaries. He spoke
about love, compassion, and suffering. Ultimately, his overall message was that as sentient
beings, we need to have compassion for every other sentient being because of our shared
suffering and our happiness will only come from having that kind of compassion, not from
anything external. He talked a lot about the mother/child relationship and how important
nurturing and compassion is. I find this interesting and a little sad because he himself was taken
away from his family at a very young age to become the Dalai Lama. Though his mother visited,
he did not have a traditional mother/son relationship as his primary duties were studying all the
live long day and night to become the political leader by the time he was 15 and earn a doctorate
in Buddhism by the time he was in his early twenties. He also is extremely interested in science
and brings it up a lot in his talks. He has been quoted as saying that Buddhism should always be
flexible to scientific discoveries and religion should not stand in the way of what science reveals.
I wondered how many other religious leaders would have this same view?
When asked about gender roles and women in power, he responded by saying he thinks
women should indeed have leadership positions and positions of power politically because they
are "more sensitive and emotionally connected" and would bring greater compassion in their
decisions and that is something we need in our political world today. Though after that he also
said that some women are stupid and shouldn't be in any leadership position. After a unanimous
gasp in the audience, he quickly clarified by saying that many men are stupid too.
When asked about what he thinks what should happen in Iraq, he humbly replied, "I don't
know..." and said it is a very complicated situation and that when violence is given, only more
violence will happen and that it's a vicious cycle. He said he doesn't know how to overcome this
cycle except with compassion and seeing your "enemies" as yourselves. After this heavy and
politically charged question, someone asked, “What’s your favorite color?” He smiled and said
without hesitation, “Green!” I loved this because green is also my favorite color.
And finally, the best thing about the Dalai Lama (besides his yoda-like voice) – his laugh.
The Dalai Lama has one of the GREATEST laughs in the world. After everything he and the
Tibetan people been through - all the suffering and oppression and genocide, this man is not
jaded. He is joyful, optimistic and compassionate. His laugh is a deep, hearty chuckle and his
little shoulders shake up and down like a Tibetan Santa. I wanted to put him in my pocket and
take him home, he was so freaking adorable.