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Friday, December 10, 2010

Qingdao, China 2000: Worrying Interrupts The Digestion of Peace

We toured sixteen hospitals
in three weeks in six cities
and the countryside in China.
We ate with countless local politicians,
sang songs,
toasted peace, shook hands,
hugged bodies, kissed cheeks,
danced with doctors
and talked with their women patients.

We watched acupunctured elderly get needled,
translated surgical operations,
visited children's wards,
and tickled babies
being massaged by mothers
in prenatal corporate American sponsored classes.

We chatted with Taoist monks 
in Daoism oaths of silence
living remote 
in high ridge forested mountain temples.
I swear the man 
who sold barbequed meat tacos and oranges 
outside the Chinese consulate in downtown Los Angles -
is the same man 
who sold barbequed meat and oranges 
outside the Taoist Temple in upcountry northern China.
They both wore Nikes, 
drank Coca-Cola, 
and pulled at their baseball caps
while wiping their hands 
on their tee-shirts that read;
“I’ve walked the Great Wall of China and all I got was this lousy T-shirt”.

Vans shuttle international tourists to buy domestic
souvenir coins, statues, beads, prayer books,
and carved good fortune in the form of the Buddha.
Vans shuttle domestic tourists to buy international
food, water, clothing and foot wear.
While all of us from wherever we came from 
stand around tossing wishes 
embossed on coins winged into a fountain.

I think of the Dalai Lama whose lectures I attended in Hollywood -
he laughed at the world, with the world, its state, us,
and how seriously we take everything, including him and his words.
I enjoy the company of men who laugh at themselves,
while living in societies populated by seriousness.

I toss a wish on a coin 
and think of my friend at the Chinese consulate in Los Angeles
who, when issuing my Chinese entry visa, agreed with me -
that people might rot from the inside out
if they don’t slow down just a little,
worry less, 
and chew their food just a little more.
We both agreed that worrying interrupts the digestion of peace.

~~ Other People's Fingerprints ~~
Sometime after 1741 Sebastien Roch Nicolas Chamfort wrote,
“All passions exaggerate: 
It is only because they exaggerate that they are passions...”

Zijinshan Purple Mountain Temple, 1990 Nanjing, China