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Lions Roar : November 2018
to the sounds of suffering and lament from all around. Finally, an hour or so after lights out, the place settled down and everybody slept. The next morning I was allowed out of my cell for some “yard time.” Since I was 6’4” tall and sported a freshly shaved head, no one messed with me. I walked around, act- ing like I belonged there, which I guess I did. Perhaps they thought I was a white supremacist racist or a criminally insane murderer. I let most of them think their thoughts, but I did let a couple of people know I was just there for parking tickets. I picked up the lingo fast. Every sentence began with “Hey, man!” That evening, back in my cell and up on my bunk, I locked into full lotus for meditation. Inmates were still out in the day area, however, and curiosity drew them near. When I looked up from my trance, I saw four of them hanging on my door. “What’s he doing, man?” one of them asked. “He’s meditating, man!” another answered. I decided to hold my ground. I felt the protective envelope of the bud- dhas and bodhisattvas around me. All systems were on full alert, but I was not scared. “Let’s see how well he can meditate,” said the first one, and he began to light matches and throw them at me. I tripled my concentration, silently working on the Great Compassion Mantra, projecting this powerful spell out at my fellow suf- ferers. My whole being was full of energy; I was putting out so much of it I thought I might start levitating. The matches and insults continued to fly, but nothing could touch me. I kept sitting, and even- tually my tormentors went away. Later that night after lock up, I heard lots of talk about me. “Hey man, is he still sitting in there?” “Yeah, man, he’s doing his yoga, man. Be cool!” “Hey, that’s far-out stuff. He’s probably not even here, man.” As I sat there enjoying the cool night Subscribe today at learning.tergar.org/vajrayana Vajrayana Online is a virtual space with courses and resources to support the exploration of Tibetan Buddhism. Open to all. Includes access to current live course plus library of past courses. Weekly video teachings from Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche Live webinars, guided meditations, interactive forums, and a wide offering of course support materials Va j RaYana OnlIne Practical teachings on the full range of Buddhist thought and practices “unexpectedly centering.” @simply_sitting /simplysittinggear simplysitting.com f ind true center the ultra lightweight meditation seat that breaks down and reassembles in one swift, magnetic motion for easy portability patented pedestal design promotes perfect posture, balance, and breathing the evolution of the meditation bench handcrafted and curved for comfort “groundbreaking.” “a total game changer.” LION’S ROAR | NOVEMBER 2018 75