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The unease set in after I was alone in the house. I had for years wanted to get a tattoo, and I had waited and waited until just the right design spoke to me, and just the right artist was available, and it was just the right time.  Thursday was that day.

But what caught me off guard was the butterflies in my stomach as I went through my morning before the 1:00 appointment.  The nerves weren’t a case of fear of the needle, or fear of the pain, but rather a fear of the permanence of the artwork.  There are No Do-overs. (Okay, Buddhists, I know the drill. Nothing is permanent. My tattoo isn’t permanent. The arm that it is inked on isn’t permanent. This body isn’t permanent. I know.  Just go with me here.)

When I arrived at the studio, I finalized the design details with Jersey, then Seth set about making it into a stencil.  Once the stencil was applied to my arm I got to see really how cool it looked, and was pretty excited to get started.  I sat in the 1960 vintage barber chair, reclined, and Jersey set the needles a-buzzin’.

The first pass with the needle wasn’t so bad. The next few kind of stung, but after a few minutes the skin started to get numb and it was fine. I could really feel it when he had to make a wider line, and the needle stayed in that area a little longer.  That one felt like he was scooping out a chunk of skin.

The first break came after finishing the black outline.  I got a chance to see it in the mirror, and it was still looking fantastic. The next step was adding the color, and after a total time in the shop of two and a half hours, I was looking in the mirror at the finished artwork.  Exactly as I pictured it months earlier!

After I got home I was hit with the second surprise of the day.  Regret.  I was overcome with regret and second guessing.  When the realization hit that this was permanent, I couldn’t go back, and no matter how much I regretted it, there was nothing I could do about it, I was almost nauseous.

Ellen came home from work, and I talked about it with her, and got some external validation, and the regret started to dissipate. My sleep Thursday night was very restless, with several tattoo themed dreams (and lots of tossing and turning).

In the days since then, I have come to adore the tattoo. It is exactly what I wanted, has a lot of meaning, and is nice quality. I’m thinking that the first tattoo is the difficult one – I’ve already started thinking about what I want to get next.   Everyone who has seen it has been overwhelmingly positive.  Even the people that I never would have guessed would be supportive of it are.

Special thanks to Ellen (for the inspiration), The_Kamikazen (for the design), and Jersey (for the ink).  Also a shout-out to Seth, with whom I talked about meditation during our breaks (and who has a nice looking Om on his wrist).



Juggling Buddha Tattoo

Stencil - Black Lined - Color



Here’s what it means:

I chose a “happy buddha” (hotei) because it is a reminder to have a positive outlook on life – not to take it too seriously.  He is juggling to represent keeping everything in your life in balance.   One ball is on the ground because you can’t keep it all in the air – you have to know that it’s okay to set some things down.  Juggling, besides being an activity that I enjoy, also requires you to be present in the moment in order to keep all the balls in the air.

The lotus is the blue lotus which is a symbol of wisdom.  The hotei sits inside the lotus as he continues to gain knowledge.  The inside of the lotus petals are pink, symbolic of the “great buddha”.  As the lotus continues to open, we move closer to the realizing the buddhahood that is in us all.

The balls that are being juggled are colored in the same palette as a tradional prayer flag, each one representing  the elements that make up our existence – the things we are trying to keep in balance.  Blue (sky/space), White (air/wind), Red (fire), Green (water), Yellow (ground).

The Design: The design has changed a little from the one drawn by The_Kamikazen.  Most notably, the platform was replaced by the lotus.  It was something that Jersey changed it on his own. It’s funny because that was the way I had originally visualized the design.  Once I saw the hotei sitting in the lotus, the raised knee didn’t look quite right, so I had him change it to a lotus position.  Jersey also replaced the large circle with a gradient glow.  Everything else is still the same.

Now that the tattoo’s done, it’s time to buy the t-shirt!!

During that “in-between” time right after college (and before starting “real life”) I decided that I was going to learn to juggle.  I suppose it was the beginning of my “bucket list” – I wasn’t going to die before I could juggle.

I picked up a Klutz book and opened it up.  The first direction:  “Drop the balls on the ground.  Get used to that sound, as you’ll be hearing it a lot.”  Yep, they were right.  But after some, okay a lot, of practice, I got it.   Three balls.  In the air. Not on the floor.  Yay, me!

I enjoy it so much that I started juggling objects other than the hacky sack/beanbags that came with my set.  I was especially fond of koosh balls, because I could jam three of them in a pocket and take them with me anywhere.  And, if you take me to the toy section of the department store, I’m likely to be found juggling rubber balls in the aisle.  Even better is the sporting goods store!  I can really challenge myself there.  (Although I’ve noticed that the staff tends to frown on stray soccer/bocce/footballs bouncing around the store.)

This summer,  I decided that I wanted to learn to juggle other things – like clubs.  So, I picked up a set of clubs, and have been practicing with them.  I’m doing okay – I keep them in the air more than I drop them, but I still get backaches from bending over to retrieve scattered clubs (true story).  Although, it did prompt me to learn to do a real cool “kick-up” so I don’t have to bend over so much.

While juggling this summer, I was talking with Ellen about the tattoos we wanted to get for our 15th anniversary.  I knew I wanted a Buddhism-related one, and I had settled on an Om in a lotus, sort of stylized.  The key word was “settled”. It would have been cool, but it wasn’t speaking to me.  Since this would be my first tattoo, I wanted it to be just right.  I don’t know who suggested it, so I’ll give us each half credit, but someone said “How about a juggling buddha?”

Hello! Perfect!

I’m no juggling expert, and I’m no Buddhism expert, but I see a lot of connections.

Juggling reminds me a lot about what attracts me to the whole Meditation/Buddhism universe.

In juggling…

  • there are many distractions in your surroundings.  To keep the cascade going, you have to acknowledge the distractions and let them go.
  • you have to concentrate on what is in front of you, or it will fall apart.
  • if you try to grab for the balls/clubs, the cascade will fall.  You have to let them come to you.
  • when you catch, you must do so gently.
  • there are only so many things you can keep in the air.  As you practice, you get better at it.
  • when you are able to keep the cascade going, it’s a joyful experience.
  • what you think is real is an illusion.  Someone juggling 4 balls is really juggling 2 in each hand. (Shh…don’t tell.)
  • you have to let things go with the right velocity and rotation for them to arrive safely in your other hand.
  • it takes a lot of practice to see results.

Sound familiar?

In thinking about the design, I came up with the image of a “laughing buddha” to represent that joyful feeling of being able to keep everything in balance.  I chose five balls for him to be juggling, using the traditional colors of a prayer flag.  I decided that one should be on the ground, as it’s impossible to keep everything “up in the air” and we need to decide what things to put down.

When researching what the colors of the prayer flags meant, this is what I found out:

  • Blue: sky/space
  • White: air/wind
  • Red: fire
  • Green: water
  • Yellow: ground

Coincidentally, the one I had chosen to leave on the ground was the yellow one. Appropriate!

I had this image in my mind of what it would look like, but hadn’t done anything about it yet.  I then started sitting with the Online Meditation Crew, and saw that The Kamikazen was designing twitter avatars for some of the crew members.  I asked him if he would like to take a stab at this tattoo design.  Much to my surprise, and excitement, he said yes.

We spent a few days of back and forth with descriptions/drawings.  What I was looking for was different than his usual style, so he had to work a little outside his comfort zone, and I wasn’t very good at explaining what I could see in my head.  Once it was all said and done, this is what he came up with:

This was almost exactly what I was seeing in my head, with a little Kamikazen twist to it.

All the avatars that The Kamikazen had designed he turned into t-shirts that you can purchase.  This one is no exception.  You, too, can have this way cool design on a t-shirt (or a hoody, or long sleeve tee, or onesie, or a sticker), just by following this link*.  Proceeds from the sale of this t-shirt (and the other ones in the store*) go to charitable causes, so buy a couple of them!

Just when you thought it couldn’t get any better, it does!  Notice on the t-shirt there is some text below the design.  It says, “Balance…It’s all up in the air.”  This perfect tagline was added by the OMC’s founder ZenOutlaw!!

What a great collaboration – thank you KamikaZEN and Zen Outlaw!

Now, to get up the courage to get the ink put on…



*Update (9:00pm) – moments after I published this post, The Kamikazen announced the launch of the official Online Meditation Crew store.  The link in the article works (as of this writing), but for the latest up-to-date stuff go here:  I Want My OMC Gear! or, you can go right to the page with the Juggling Buddha.

Update (again) (9/13) – Just released!!! The Juggling Buddha in color!!  Get yours now!

The Online Meditation Crew has a Facebook group.  At first I was hesitant to join.

Sometimes I feel like I’m holding two different worlds in tension.  There is the one that I grew up with, where Christianity is the norm.  Then there is the one in which I can explore spirituality and religion without worrying about what society expects of me.

Facebook and Twitter mirror those worlds for me.  In Twitter, I have the shield of anonymity that I can hide behind if I need to, so it feels safe.  It is the place that I can explore and connect and get answers and try things on for size.

Facebook is more like “real life” for me.  All of my friends on Facebook (save two) are people that I know in real life – whether it’s friends from high school, former coworkers, or people from my current social circle, which centers around the Episcopal Church (in fact 18% of my friends are priests).

The Online Meditation Crew is Twitter.  It is a place where I can let my guard down, ask questions, explore.  I really like what I see, what I am doing, and what I am learning and experiencing. I don’t hold any illusions that I actually know the people I’m sitting with, but it really doesn’t matter.  We are all part of the same universe, and as such part of each other.  All the rest is details.

My fear was that my Twitter/OMC/Buddhist world would suddenly collide with my Facebook/Christian world and I would somehow end up chucked to the side from both.

And, lest you think this fear is unfounded, I must relate a story about two things that happened in church recently.

There was an opportunity for parishioners to join in “centering prayer“.  I thought it sounded great and joined the group on their first “sit”.  To me, everything about centering prayer was what I had learned about meditation.  There was one person in the group who was adamant (and I don’t think that’s a strong enough word) that this wasn’t meditation at all, and he tried to throw some theology in behind it to back up his opinion.  I still say that if you strip away all the trappings…it’s meditation.

The second story is about a person who was coming in to the parish to lead a workshop on yoga.  There wasn’t anything religious about her presentation from what I could tell – it was just about using yoga techniques to help center you in both mind and body.  The person who was organizing this workshop got up on two consecutive Sundays to try to get people to sign up.  She stressed both times that it was not some other religion that was being practiced so no one had to worry.

So, I see fear from the Christians, and I don’t know the Buddhists (or enough about Buddhism to be secure in it) yet, and I was afraid of what would happen when the two met.

During today’s OMC scheduled meditation session, it suddenly hit me.  It’s not about Christianity, or Buddhism, or Facebook, or Twitter, or “real life”, or “online life”.  It’s about ego.  My ego was getting in the way of me being who I am.  This is the way I am experiencing the universe, and the way the universe is experiencing me right now.  At this moment.

And this moment will be gone immediately to be replaced by another moment and another way of experiencing.  It’s time to let go and be.

I joined the OMC Facebook group.

I’ve made a decision about this blog.  (If you want to skip the rest of this post, the decision is – I’m keeping it.)

This blog blinked into existence as a project for a class I was taking (I won a free Freshworkshops course in WordPress!).  For the class I had to install and configure WordPress.  To really work it, I had to add posts.  I hit on the domain name, but I really didn’t know where I was going with it.  I really was interested in learning WordPress as a concept.  I didn’t really want to make this an online journal of my day-to-day activities.  I already have that blog.  So, I added a couple of posts about things that were kind of on my mind – nothing earthshattering.

Recently, I’ve been wondering what to do with the blog, and I had decided to get rid of it.  I could use the hosting account for something else, and I wasn’t really going anywhere with the content, so I thought it would be better to just scrap it.

But now I’ve discovered the OMC, and I think I should use this forum to explore my meditation, and Buddhism, and see where I go with that.  If you think of spirituality as “many paths, one truth”, I think I have just stepped off the path I’ve grown up with and I’m looking around.  Not moving forward, not moving backward, but taking in the view.

I still don’t know where I’m going with this, but it should be an interesting journey.

That would explain why the posts that have been sitting here for almost a year are not here any longer.  (And I’ll be changing the theme, too, probably.)

A couple of weeks ago, while on vacation, I came across a website for the Online Meditation Crew. It is a group of people who get together via Twitter to sit in meditation. The people involved don’t necessarily know each other in real life, but they all share a common bond.

I have wanted to meditate for quite some time, but despite the occasional start, have never been able to make it stick. I started seeing this group as an opportunity to prod myself (or shame myself) into developing a practice regimen. As it was vacation, I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to start anything, so I tucked away the website figuring that I would get back to it once I returned home.

20/40 prayer pose
Creative Commons License photo credit: effekt!

I did pretty good.  I had been home only a couple of days when I decided to look up the OMC again and see what I needed to do.   I found out that the sitting on Wednesday was scheduled for 4:00.  I figured that that would be easy to do as I was sitting at the computer all day, trying to get caught up on work.  In the middle of the afternoon, I was getting pretty tired and suggested to Ellen that we go to Home Depot to pick up some of the things for around the house projects that we had been looking for.

We arrived back home at 4:10.   First thing I noticed on Twitter was the people who had checked in for the meditation session.  Damn, I missed it.

Still, I tried not to look at it as a setback, but rather an opportunity to follow along on Twitter a little more.  The next day – Thursday – the call went out that the session would be at 2:00.  I was bound and determined to make that one.

It was great.  Great being a relative term.  It felt really good to be sitting, and even better to be doing it knowing that there were others “in the room” with me.  Just prior to 2:00 I “checked-in”, so I couldn’t hide behind the facade of anonymity or shyness.  The practice itself wasn’t anything to write home about.  I was just happy to have sat quietly for 15 minutes.  I figure that once I get used to doing it, and it becomes a regular part of my life, that those details will come.  I don’t need it to be perfect right out of the gate.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t call it practice, right?