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Namaskar Oct 2012

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To give one example, the root teaching of anicca strives to instil the<br />

truth that everything, good or bad is impermanent. Rather than<br />

freak out in the face of duress, Vipassana encourages you to calmly<br />

remember it will pass, and remain more level, competent and able<br />

to deal with situations of stress. A few gems of<br />

understanding such as this seem to have remained<br />

with me, resurfacing at odd and unanticipated<br />

moments. Goenka’s technique is held up as the way<br />

in which the Buddha attained enlightenment, but is<br />

determinedly stripped of any religious doctrine or<br />

‘ism’ to offer a universal path to happiness.<br />

Essentially, I’m not sure if the course left me<br />

feeling wonderful because I spent 10 days in the<br />

quiet appreciating and reflecting, or because the magic of<br />

Vippassana brings old students back to the course time and time<br />

again. One of the most incredible outcomes of the experience was<br />

the family of strangers it forged. The end of the course involves<br />

time to reconnect with people before being let loose on the outside<br />

world. This metta day (loving kindness) is most vivid to me now.<br />

The laughter and humanity were almost tangible in the air, such<br />

mass relief that 10 days were over, but so grateful they had<br />

happened.<br />

Hours upon hours of meditation left me especially sensitive to<br />

sounds, tastes, touch and people. Retrospectively, I think the basis<br />

for connection occurred surreptitiously throughout the course.<br />

I want to finish with a little anecdote about a lovely Hong Kong<br />

lady on my course. The bond was first forged when a spider bit me<br />

on the leg in the meditation hall. Sitting down for what felt like the<br />

millionth time, I flinched at a sharp pin in my leg. Looking around,<br />

the lady sat behind me, about 20 years my senior, was brushing<br />

away the spider. I smiled. This began a conspiracy of smiles and I<br />

was met with a huge grin every time our eyes met over breakfast.<br />

Vipassana is free, made possible by<br />

students who have such an<br />

experience they dedicate money or<br />

time to strangers for the course<br />

photos of our families. Such a strange and beautiful circumstance.<br />

I am massively grateful for the chance I got to do Vipassana and<br />

although its trial should not be underestimated, it sent me back<br />

out into life<br />

feeling<br />

recharged and<br />

reawakened<br />

and<br />

reaffirmed.<br />

Vipassana is<br />

free, it is<br />

made<br />

possible<br />

entirely by students who have such an experience they choose to<br />

dedicate money or time to the food and care of strangers for the<br />

duration of the course. Every person’s response seems to be<br />

different, and I am certainly happy I did.<br />

the root teaching of anicca strives<br />

to instil the truth that everything,<br />

good or bad is impermanent<br />

Amy has just moved back to Edinburgh from<br />

Hong Kong to complete a degree in<br />

International Relations. She is loving being<br />

back in sunny Scotland and continues to<br />

practice Ashtanga Yoga.<br />

amydoffegnies@gmail.com<br />

Vipassana Information in Hong Kong<br />

G.P.O. Box 5185, Hong Kong<br />

t: +852 2671 7031<br />

f: + 852 8147 3312<br />

e: info@hk.dhamma.org<br />

w: www.hk.dhamma.org<br />

Although any communication is forbidden, I reasoned to myself<br />

that these few tiny gestures of warmth, surely, cannot be<br />

detrimental to the aims of the course. The lady took on a motherly<br />

role, when on the last day over breakfast she took the plate out of<br />

my hands- to my bemusement, and washed it for me. After nine<br />

days of no human contact, this small gesture of kindness reduced<br />

me to the brink of tears. When the silence ended I eagerly<br />

wandered over and was received in her huge embrace, but we didn’t<br />

speak a word of each-others languages. Later, with our possessions<br />

returned, I offered her a little key chain of a Buddha which<br />

someone had given me once…The ripples seemed to be felt<br />

around the camp…suddenly a cackle of Cantonese greeted me as<br />

ladies congregated and looked at me as I bumbled to the<br />

bathroom. Later she came to me with a red packet and a new friend<br />

translated some sentiments between us. We showed each other<br />

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