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The remote province of Mae Hong Son, located in the mountains of the northwest of Thailand that borders Burma, is one of the poorest areas in Thailand. Its population includes many different ethnic groups, among which are a number of impoverished tribal peoples. These communities are under increasing pressure from problems like deforestation and drug trafficking. Many of their traditional cultural forms are unsustainable in the modern age and its people are struggling to adapt to the rapid changes around them. Stress-related ailments are constantly rising. Long traditions of self-sufficiency and mutual aid have slowly diminished.

The seeds of Dhammagiri Children were sown when a group of wandering forest monks passing through the area learned of the villagers’ predicament. They decided to help them by setting up a children’s home to provide the hilltribe children with a conducive environment. The children would go to public schools, and under the monks’ guidance, receive moral education according to Buddhist principles of respecting life, compassion and honesty. When they leave the children’s home, they would be able to contribute to the society and help their families break the cycle of poverty.

Initially, funding for the projects was kindly sponsored by Ms Crystal Lau, a Malaysian lay Buddhist and sister of Venerable Ajahn Cagino. However, as the more children came under the care of the home, an institution became necessary to put this work on a more organized footing and allow opportunities for others to participate. Dhammagiri Children was born.

There is no fear in the water, hence its transparency. It takes different forms, different limits, but it knows it is always water.

Is not the perfect present the one that comes with the light and goes by with it?

But most of the time we do not pay attention to that light, it seems that someone could come and turn it off at will. The memory is the one that turns it off, adopting different forms (fear, hate, anger, anxiety…) and those characters that we tend to create since we are aware of ourselves: the black holes of the ego. The black hole is the one that consumes the light and rip “the eyes of the senses” out, turning the present time blind and removing our attention from the reality.

Those thoughts of memory and desire that cloud our present time, deny us the possibility to be responsible for our actions in real time, losing control of them, and therefore, losing our capacity for individual intervention, in community, with our environment and society.

But the memory of the feeling is what make us recognize the poison of a bee and the smell of apricot in our grandparents’ garden, though always transformed by the power of imagination. How could we change those feelings if they already have a predetermined image in our senses? I guess that is part of our work in the evolutionary process and the awakening of consciousness, to be able to see “the new” in every little thing we experience.

“El material que se repite es muchas veces lo que nos resistimos a saber de nosotros mismos. Por eso antes de percatarnos del vacío del yo, debemos experimentar al yo completamente, tal como aparece”. (M.Epstein)

“La memoria parece estar ligada en el alcance y la naturaleza de su contenido. No podemos recordar la compleja sutileza de la experiencia real; generalmente es una imagen simplificada. Cuanto con más frecuencia se la evoca, más simplificada se vuelve, y a menudo se descarta”. (D. Bohm)

Therefore, this research focuses on the attention of the creative process in real time, (is based on the discovery and has as a goal the discovery) and how that attention is interrupted by memories, past feelings and future uncertain and uncontrollable thoughts which deprive the development of our perception, that constant movement inwards and outwards, and the creative ability, which is essentially our experience of reality: a reality which dissolves time.

No existe el miedo en el agua, de ahí su transparencia. Ella adopta diferentes formas, diferentes límites pero siempre sabe que es agua.

No es el perfecto presente aquel que llega con la luz y se va con ella?

Pero la mayoría de las veces no prestamos atención a esa luz, es como si alguien llegara y pudiera apagarla a su antojo. Es la memoria quien la apaga adoptando diferentes formas (miedo, odio, ira, ansia…) esos personajes que hemos creado desde tenemos consciencia de nosotros mismos y con los que nos vestimos muchas veces: los agujeros negros del ego. El agujero negro, el que se traga la luz y nos arranca “el ojo de los sentidos”, convirtiendo ciego el momento presente y suprimiendo nuestra atención de la realidad.

Esos pensamientos de memoria y deseo, que nublan nuestro momento presente, nos niegan la posibilidad de ser responsables de nuestras acciones a tiempo real , perdiendo el control sobre ellas y por tanto nuestra capacidad de intervención individual, en comunidad, con nuestro entorno y nuestra sociedad.

Pero es el recuerdo de la sensación también el que nos hace reconocer el veneno de una abeja o el olor a albaricoque en el jardín de nuestros abuelos, aunque siempre transfigurado por el poder de la imaginación. Pero cómo podemos llegar a cambiar esas sensaciones si ya tienen una imagen predeterminada en nuestro sentir? Supongo que esa es parte de nuestra tarea en el proceso evolutivo, el ser capaces de ver “lo nuevo” en cada pequeña cosa que experimentamos.

Por lo tanto esta investigación se centra en la atención a tiempo real del proceso creador (partiendo del descubrimiento y teniendo como fin el descubrimiento) y como ésta se ve interrumpida por los recuerdos, sentimientos pasados o pensamientos de un futuro incierto e incontrolable, privándonos de desarrollar nuestra percepción -ese constante movimiento hacia dentro y hacia fuera- y capacidad creativa, que es en esencia nuestra experiencia de la realidad, esa realidad que disuelve el tiempo.

Daily Life at Dhammagiri Foundation Orphanage [MaeHongSon, Thailand]

i m p e r m a n e n c e [chapter 1]

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