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The Jazz of Living |
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September, 2003
I really enjoy Jazz and I have always thought of jazz
as the musical equivalent of Zen living. I really don’t know much about
the theoretical aspects of jazz but I think of it as freedom of natural
expression, responding whole heartedly in the context of the song, one’s
instrument, your own proclivities and state at the time and the other
people in the band. It is like Zen living and practice. We respond
naturally without concepts to our surroundings and with a wholehearted,
non-thinking expression of our instrument (our selves). For instance
when we sit we are on these pillows facing a wall, not moving and
with a bunch of other people who are doing the same. What would our
natural expression of our true self be at that time? Maybe you think, “To
run away?” But wouldn’t
it be to look ahead, to breath and for the body to just be, to just sit
there, experiencing the legs, the breath, the sounds, etc. For the
nose to express itself as a nose, for the hands to express themselves
fully as hands, legs, butt, stomach head, all the same. All the
parts of the instrument are playing in harmony the song of being
Mike, or Darren.
Everyone is a slightly different note or harmony of notes, but all together
in here there is a beautiful jazz orchestra. Just listen to us. But we think this is not good enough. We think this is boring. We want to get back to controlling our life, doing something, where we are the star of the drama. It is very difficult for us just to be. I read a quote the other day in an advertisement that went something like “Humans are the only animal that doesn’t realize that the point of life is to enjoy it.” We are so intent on doing the next thing, whether it is brushing your teeth or going to work. We find it very difficult to “do nothing.” But that is the problem right there. We think it is doing nothing. But it is far from it. It is doing everything. Doing seeing, doing hearing, doing breathing. Everything is involved in anyone of those things. The wall and the floor and the air and everyone in the room all participate in breathing or in hearing or in seeing. We are all together making a jazz combo. But we find it is very hard just to jam, to grove in harmony with everything. We start to think, to talk to ourselves, we find something for the “me” to do, instead of the nose or the stomach or the hand doing. We seem to need a self, so we create one with our thinking, “I’m sitting,” “I’m playing this instrument.” We judge the notes that we or others are playing, “my back hurts, I can’t take this anymore.” Then we plan to move or say to ourselves that this is not a good practice, or I’m not a good Zen student. We want to be playing some other song. “I’d rather be at the beach.” Well you aren’t, so be here. But it is very hard just to be ok with the notes that the universe is playing right now. We have judgment about them, and want different ones. Then we make a me that is suppose to be in control and have the music sound differently. We believe that there is someone playing the instrument instead of the music playing itself. But where is this “me?” Take a few minutes sometime today and try to locate the “me” that is in charge, that me that is breathing, or seeing, or hearing, or the me that is walking. We believe that without a “me” things will go very wrong, maybe out-of-control. But paradoxically when we are able to just be here in this moment, just as it is, experiencing things just as they are without commentary, without judgment or evaluation, without so much of “me” controlling everything, when we can settle down and just be, fully, we start to have a different sense of what living is, a different kind of self becomes apparent. This type of living, this big self as it is sometimes called, has no separate me having all the experiences. Instead the experiences are having the experiences. The hearing is doing the hearing, the seeing is doing the seeing, and the body feeling is doing the feeling. No separate “I.” And sense there is no me, separate from or “having” the feeling, thoughts, etc, there is tremendous freedom to just be whatever arises next. It is like a good jazz player. They don’t have to think. There is no “me” playing the instrument or the music. They respond intuitively to the song and the other players. Likewise this non-self self is also responding to everything around it. The nose is responding to the wall and the floor and the road and the earth. In fact it is created by all of those things. All of those things are having a collaborative effect in producing the nose, or the sound or seeing. But you can’t think this kind of thing into consciousness, you have to experience your nose without thinking and try to see that what you experience, the sensations that you call nose is what the wall feels like in human form, or what the sound of the traffic is in human body feeling. But you may be saying, “That sounds so ridiculous,” “I don’t
know anything about what he is saying.” That may be true but try to do
this exercise, this experiential way of understanding. Bring your attention
to you hand for just a minute. Try and feel the sensations in you hand.
All five fingers, the palm of you hand, the back of your hand, the skin,
the inside bones and muscles of your hand, the throbbing of the blood.
Try and feel as much of the entire hand, without thinking about it, just
the raw sensations. Now play with the notion that those sensations are
sort vibrations, vibrations or energy. Energy vibrating at different
frequencies to produce different sensations, some of which we name as
bone, others and muscles, first finger, palm, etc. What we are feeling
are just vibrations. Nothing solid or fixed. Notice how they are changing
all the time, nothing remains the same, like music, constantly changing
This fits with another interesting astronomical property that scientists have recently discovered which is that the universe has a general tone that can be heard or detected in outer space, it is a B-flat. Maybe this B-flat is the sound made by all of these strings vibrating. This all sounds great. But this is very hard to do. We do not like how our neighbor is vibrating his or her instrument, or how we are playing. We want to get rid of the way she talks to me. We want her to be more kind. We decide to not get close to her. We are out of the grove there. Or are we? Maybe we have just shifted to a different key, maybe a minor key. Maybe we are in free jazz, squawks and honks like Ornette Coleman. You may not prefer that kind of jazz, but it is still music. So how do we get to appreciate this kind of music this critical, angry, judgmental form of jazz? (Reminds me of Su Ra and his Electric Galactic Orchestra). This is the hard part of practice, to start to notice this too as part of the jazz orchestra , a differently sounding instrument. We first have to notice the harsh criticism. We need to not take it for the truth, but more so as a much believed thought that we are having. We don’t need to get rid of it, but rather to notice it without further judgment. Then go to the bodily sensations that accompany this instrument. What is the harmonic muscular tension that is playing a duet with this thought? Try to experience the bare muscle tension. Then let it have a solo without the thoughts for a while. Then let other voices or instruments be heard. Notice the knees and the butt. Listen to sounds. Try to expand your hearing, listen to the rest of the band playing along with the tension, that the sensations we are calling tension are really vibrations that are in harmony and are not separate from all other experiences in the room, Mike, James, the floor, the sounds, etc. So no matter what the experience, whether it is our body sensation, hearing, or seeing it is all Zen music. Even our thoughts, judgments, and emotions are different types of Zen music. And every instrument is being played by not “me” but by the whole world. |
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