Practice begins when we change our mind

Jul 1, 2021

  

There’s a saying in Buddhism that if we can change something, please, change it! But the question is: what if we can’t? This is when Buddhist practice really begins. And the people whose practice I admire most are my friends in prison. They can’t change their situation, so they have no choice: change their mind.

 

In early 1996, when I was editor of the FPMT magazine, Mandala, I received a letter from a young Mexican-American in a high-security prison, Arturo. He told me that he’d read a book by Lama Thubten Yeshe and that he was “moved by the teachings on compassion” and wanted to know more about Buddhism. What became Liberation Prison Project developed from there (liberationprisonproject.org)

 

Within a year I had forty prisoners writing to me. I’d answer their letters and always send books. I started visiting prisons: giving classes, leading meditations. It was very moving for me. I could see that these prisoners, these human beings, were just like the rest of us but living in pretty dire circumstances. 

 

I read the memoir of a woman in Florida, Sunny Jacobs, who with her husband was wrongly accused of murdering two policemen and who spent 17 years in prison – 12 of them on death row – in what we can only imagine is a nightmarish scenario; her husband was even executed. She said that finally she realized that she couldn’t change anything – “but they couldn’t take my mind from me. So I decided: I am not a prisoner, I am a monk; I am not in a cell, I’m a cave.”

 

The irony for most of us is that even though we are not in prison we often get overwhelmed by our circumstances, become victims of them, blaming them, and truly believe we can’t change. 

 

In a letter to Arturo in reply to his, Lama Zopa Rinpoche told him that “your prison is nothing in comparison with the inner prison of ordinary people” – and that’s us! “The prison of attachment, the prison of anger, the prison of depression. . .” My friends in prison know this to be true.

 

For me the experience of working with these human beings was inspirational. “Practice” takes on another whole level of reality. One of the first men I met in person, a friend of Arturo’s and a former gangster, Richie, told me in his letters during our first year of correspondence how he was very laid back, “but when I get angry I get really angry.” He had killed on the streets; this is common among the gangs. There he was behind glass in the top-security prison, covered in his tattoos – it’s all prison art, they proudly tell me! – speaking to me via a telephone. “How’s your anger, Richie?” I asked, smiling. He blushed beneath his tattoos and confessed that he’d had a fight with his cellmate that morning and “put his head down the toilet. But,” he said, “I took it out again!” 

 

That’s practice! I thought. It’s relative, isn’t it? He didn’t kill another person.

 

A Puerto Rican friend, Timothy, told me in his first letter that he’d heard about how you could get spiritual powers from meditation. He was very excited! “Then I could harm my enemies,” he said. “But I experienced joy instead! And,” he added, “there was this green light in my cell. I didn’t know whether it was internal or external, but I knew it was feminine.” Later he read Buddhist books and “discovered her name was Tara.”

 

So many of them talk about how they help those worse off than themselves. My friend on death row in Kentucky, Mitchell, is a dear friend and mentor to many of the other forty men he lives with. One of them, he told me, “thinks of torture all the time.” Mitchell is his dearest friend; he understands him, takes care of him, protects him. Richie, the former gangster, wrote about looking after his old Alzheimer-suffering cellmate: chopping up his food so his toothless friend can eat it, cutting his toenails for him, cleaning up his shit.

 

Arturo is finally out of prison. He was 18 when I met him, fresh from leaving the gangs – a courageous decision in prison, I tell you – which he joined when he was 11. He has been imprisoned since he was 12. He has spent his last 20-plus years in prison getting a high school education, studying languages, and practicing a spiritual path. Now he’s 40, going grey, and still amazed to be among the lucky few of the California prisoners able to find a kind lawyer to work pro bono for them to navigate his release. I am so happy for him.

 

And Mitchell on death row? “I’m ready for that electric jolt!” he told me. He has asked me to be with him when he dies. I will be honoured to do so.

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