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Black Urban Buddhist Hermit: The Journey Into Stillness Part 1

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I have always been fascinated by the mystics and sages who sought peace in the forests, caves, and mountains. They felt in their hearts a need, an urgency for some time alone. Some may seek solitude to be closer to god, some may seek solitude for meditation and others may seek solitude as a lifestyle. Sometimes these reasons may mend together, and it may be a stillness that we all could benefit from at times. Our lives in the modern world are incredibly busy, and we may not always have time to even make lunch, sweep the floor, or even bake our favorite homemade desserts that we enjoy! We push our needs aside at times, always watching the clock, to stay on top of life, and all the while something within us says ” I need a break” or “I need a retreat”.

When I was about 13 years old my grandmother gave me a book called A Garden of Chinese Serenity, Reflections of a Zen Buddhist. The book has many short Zen, Tao and Buddhist poems written by the 17th century Chinese author Hong Zicheng in 1590. One of the poems that really intrigued me was about flowers and bamboo. Here is the poem written by Hong Zicheng.

Flowers display their beauty to the bright spring. But when they are pounded by a downpour of rain and a gust of wind, they are hastened back to dust. Bamboos persist in the integrity of their elegance. Even though they are beaten by frost one morning and snow another, they remain true to their green jade hue.

~ Hong zicheng

It was poems like this, Zen poems and Tao poems that would eventually inspire my musical expressions on the Guzheng. As an urban kid, never having left the USA, the only real bamboo I saw was the bamboo at Wal-mart, my mind could only imagine how great a forest of timber bamboo would be. How beautiful it would be to see with my own eyes the beauty of their green jade hue, and to hear the wind blowing through the bamboos leaves. I feel that in order to truly play the Guzheng one must truly learn from nature first. When I studied with my teacher ( Laoshi) Master Li Jiaxiang, he told me to go outside and listen to nature. It was difficult to hear the stillness of nature in a suburb with cars and horns honking. However, I did find a gazebo on the lake where I would practice and listen to the little bit of nature that was there.

Some years later a new Vietnamese Buddhist monastery was built in my neighborhood, a Vietnamese Buddhist friend of mine knew that I was a practicing Buddhist and he suggested I go check it out. It was perfect timing actually, because there was a big event there, the Jade Buddha was traveling to all the temples across the world and it was a lucky day to visit a Buddhist monastery and see the jade Buddha for the first time. I was welcomed there, and eventually became friends with the monks, nuns and the community. Over the years I learned a lot about Vietnamese Buddhism. I learned how to chant some of the sutras and mantras, Vietnamese Buddhist customs and cultural traditions and how to prepare yummy traditional An Chay or Vietnamese vegetarian foods. These beautiful moments shared with a community that still practices the Buddhist way of life truly brought me a sense of happiness. We can all learn so much by taking time to learn with people from other cultures.

Jarrelle

Bicultural Cooking

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“Deep medicine, for us, is the understanding that health can no longer be viewed as something we can try to get as individuals. We have to understand that health must be attained in the context of our communities, of our families, where we are in our societies, and in relationship to the web of life.”

Dr. Rupa Marya, co-author of Inflamed: Deep Medicine and the Anatomy of Injustice. 

We all have those fond memories of cooking with mom or grandma, hearing the stories of their times, and bonding together with family. If you come from a BIPOC AAPI background these moments can be even more precious in that those very stories shared around the wok, or at the dinner table while canning veggies are often stories of survival in a very different time. Those were the stories of our grandparents fights for freedom, and there is a lot of history and treasure in that. I grew up in a southern baptist home, soul food was all we knew. My great grandmother was widowed at that time, and she remembers life living on the farm down south in Arkansas. She was a very strong and wise woman, very spiritual. She’d often go back in time and tell the stories of how she had to pick cotton, feed 11 kids and her husband and take care of a farm! I was always amazed and could envision this little tiny southern lady doing all of that, and mostly all by herself!

I was pretty much raised on soul food (southern rich and tasty food made with love) however, I did enjoy the Americanized version of sweet and sour, or the famous fried rice from take out places ( now my taste buds have refined, thank you Li Mei). I was always in the kitchen, sometimes I still am! I remember learning how to cook from my great aunt. I learned gardening, how to make southern gravy, how to fry chicken etc. Cooking became a meditation for me and it was always fun to eat the reward if it turned out ok!. Looking back on life now, and looking at my dinner table today, I can see how food has shaped my life. The bowl of jiaozi ( dumplings) remind me of my Guzheng instructors wife, I remember her saying “no green onion, always use garlic chive”, the cake reminds me of my great grandma who made the best southern yellow cakes and the stir fries remind me of my mentor who I called my Chinese mom, she was the main one I learned Chinese cooking from. Many recipes I learned on my own as well, however it’s learning with others that really stands out and becomes more meaningful.

Thoughts:

  • How has your bicultural cooking shaped your life?
  • Does cooking certain dishes have significance to you? If so, how?
  • Have you learned any dishes from your family?
  • In what ways is bicultural cooking healing for you?

There is so much treasure in Bicultural cooking which represents a rich and diverse culinary lineage that spans centuries and continents. We can learn about our cultures and the cultures of our neighbors right at the dinner table, or from cooking with mom and grandma. Today our dinner tables are becoming more global and that is a wonderful thing!

Jarrelle