Appamada

2026-02-22 | Dharma Talk | Signal and Noise | Joel Barna by Appamada

2026-02-17 I Inquiry I Our dancing and songs are the Voice of the Dharma I Trudy Johnston by Appamada

2026-02-16 | Depth In Practice | Vimalakirti & the Awakened Heart by Appamada

Our practice is a relational one, which means sooner or later we’re bound to experience some friction between us. Friction is not a failure. It's an edge, an opportunity, and a Dharma gate.

What do we do when someone unsettles us? How do we respond when tension lingers in the room? What do we say when something needs to be said, and we’re unsure how to say it? This Sunday we continue our exploration of living in sangha by leaning into these edges together.

Discussion scenarios:

Scenario 1:
You are sitting in the zendo at Appamada during a well-attended Sunday service. Before kinhin, Michael,the head student, quietly leans toward Sarah and whispers, “Sit upright. You’re collapsing.” There is no physical contact, but several people near you hear it. You see Sarah stiffen. Her breathing changes. After service, she leaves quickly without lingering. Later that week, in a small group you’re part of, someone mentions she hasn’t returned. Michael says calmly, “We’re a Zen center. Posture matters. If we don’t uphold the form, what are we doing?” As he speaks, you feel something move in the room. You also notice something in yourself—agreement, discomfort, uncertainty.

Scenario 2:
You are on a sangha working group tasked with improving communication. You are discussing plans to update the website. Aisha again speaks first, synthesizes the discussion, and proposes next steps. The meeting is efficient. When you begin to share an idea, she reframes it into clearer language and moves the group forward. Everyone nods. Afterward, you notice a heaviness in your body. Maybe irritation. Maybe something subtler—like being unnecessary. You also know Aisha carries a great deal and seems tired. She later mentions she feels responsible for keeping things from drifting. Nothing explicit has occurred. Yet something in you is contracting.

Scenario 6:
In practice discussion, you share something vulnerable about doubt. The teacher responds, “That is just your ego trying to be special.” You bow and leave. On the walk home you feel both gratitude and a sharpness in your chest. Was it strong medicine, or something misaligned? A few days later, you hesitate before signing up for another meeting. Something in you feels unsettled.

It took me an embarrassingly long time
to realize these magical flower arrangements
were more than exotic flowers and divine creativity.
Much more than the product of artistry, thoughtfulness, and generosity.

Such a long time to understand how important, how transformative,
was their presence - ushering us from our daily existence into the sublime.
These arrangements, these gifts - and the intention, artistry, and commitment to create them - inspired us without spoken word or sound.

I imagine these creations told us we were safe.
That we were held in the safest of ways.
That we were seen, that we were known, maybe - that we were loved.

I look at them from time to time, and they always make me smile.
For the memorable, unrepeatable experiences they represent.
For the joy they created in us.
For the spirit that joined us.
For the outpouring of love that surrounded them.