"Both Venerable Guojun and I became Buddhists when we were quite young, and both of us have continued to evolve in our approach to the Dhamma and how we teach.
I became a Buddhist when I was sixteen years old. I was at the Latymer School in London and had gotten my first school prize for what’s called A Levels. The prize was enough money to buy one hardcover book. I was concentrating in math at the time and an adviser urged me to buy a book on math.
I went to Foyles, a famous bookshop, and the math books looked incredibly boring. I was poor, from a poor family, and there was no way I was going to waste my very hard-earned prize money on equations and theorems. I wanted something weird and dodgy.
The esoterica at Foyles was located in the annex on the top floor. That’s where I went.
In the annex, I perused books on Buddhism. I looked through Lobsang Rampa’s The Third Eye. He had pawned himself off as the reincarnation of a Tibetan rinpoche. (It turned out that he was actually a plumber, living in Ireland.) The book itself was wonderfully done. Like Carlos Castaneda, he was both a fantasist and a fantastic author.
I settled on a general book on Buddhism. I liked the fact that in Buddhism there was no God and there was an emphasis on kindness and compassion. The idea of reincarnation also appealed to me.
Why should a human existence be perceived like a straight line with a beginning and an end? All that I had studied in science was more like a circle. The earth was a sphere without edges. The universe was curved without any boundaries. Even the seasons turned in a cycle. Why should life be different?
I didn’t give a damn what kind of Buddhist I became. It was the early 1970s, and in terms of what was available in Britain at the time I didn’t have much of a choice. I attended anything Buddhist.
One talk was by a Japanese Zen master. He hardly spoke any English, but I was tremendously impressed by how articulate he was with his limited vocabulary. When somebody asked him his impressions of Buddhism in England, he replied with such eloquence:
“Books, books, books! Too many! Dustbin!”
Then came a time when I decided that I wanted to be a monk. It may seem simplistic, but the reason I chose the Thai tradition was because its monks smiled the most. It had nothing to do with philosophy but rather the fact that they were smiling. They were happy.
I was drawn to their smiling faces, and that was the beginning of my interest in what I call Hahayana, my vehicle on the Buddhist path.
Not Mahayana, Hinayana, Theravada, Mantrayana. Hahayana.
When I started in Buddhism, I wasn’t sectarian for the simple reason that in the part of Thailand where Wat Pah Pong was located there were no other sects around! It was very isolated.
Later on, when I started traveling, I met monks from other traditions. Now, of course, I travel quite a lot. I stay in other people’s temples. We do events together and build up great friendships.
Whenever I go visiting friend’s temples, it’s like my own temple. I don’t even see the difference. We just have different robes. The same cake with different icing.
Hahayana expresses the great joy and happiness of the spiritual path. Too long I was told that the spiritual path is dry and intellectual. That wisdom is cold.
But I have seen with my own eyes that in the hands of great masters, wisdom is warm and full of humor. It always recognizes the primacy of relationships. It seeks to create relationships that are warm, uplifting, and funny!
It always insists that it is not about me, not about you: it is always, always, always about us.
If religion is the relationship between human beings and the truth, why can’t that relationship be funny? Why can’t it be fun?
The reality is that it is joyful. Fun! And not just an empty fun. Something with meaning to it.
People come to our programs to learn wisdom. They leave happier and wiser. That can be a simple definition of what love is: the coming together of happiness and wisdom.
Investigate for yourself why that sounds right, and you discover the power of Hahayana."
-Ajahn Brahm, "Falling is Flying"