Showing posts with label nymphs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nymphs. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 25, 2026

50 years for female teachers: sex with boys


(WISN 12 News) Female former school aide, 34, gets 50.5 years for child sex crimes with four young boys. Meanwhile, rich white men, many of them Jews and Zionists, get not so much as an investigation from the FBI, CIA, the Trump administration, AG Pam Bondi, the Biden administration, or anyone else. Double standard?

Harvard's Larry Summers: May I retire with a golden parachute?


What about Predator Trump?

Wednesday, March 27, 2024

Mermaids on Manatee Appreciation Day!

Portrait of a selkie "A Mermaid" (by artist John William Waterhouse, 1900)
Why are boats so mad at our kind, cutting us up with their metal teeth and racing away?
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Manatee Appreciation Day: protecting the gentle giants of the sea
"The Mermaid's Rock" by Edward Matthew Hale, 1894 (thevintagenews.com)
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Buddhism says mermaids live under the sea
Celebrated annually on the last Wednesday in March, "Manatee Appreciation Day" is more than just a tribute – it’s a global call to protect the gentle giants [related to elephants] of the sea. 

Manatees have no natural predators [other than motorboaters swinging brutal propeller blades], which contributes to their serene demeanor. However, this does not mean they are without threats. 

Human activities pose significant risks to manatee populations. Despite these challenges, manatees have shown remarkable resilience, with conservation efforts playing a crucial role in protecting them.

A childlike heart will yet believe even as adults scoff at ancient lore.
I know what I saw! (Cristobal Columbus)
  • MERMAIDS (mythical half-female, half-fish creatures) have existed in seafaring lore at least since the time of the ancient Greeks. Typically depicted as having a woman’s head and torso, a fishtail instead of legs, and holding a mirror and comb, mermaids live in the ocean and, according to some legends, can take on a human shape and marry mortal men [as in the selkie lore of Ireland, Manx, Scotland, Faroe Islands, Iceland, the British Isles]. Mermaids are closely linked to sirens, another folkloric figure, part-woman, part-bird, who live on islands and sing seductive songs to lure sailors [like Homer's Odysseus and his crew] to their deaths. Mermaid sightings by sailors, when they weren’t made up, were most likely manatees, dugongs, or Steller’s sea cows (which became extinct by the 1760s due to cruel human over-hunting). Manatees are slow-moving aquatic mammals with human-like eyes, bulbous faces... (HISTORY*)
  • Psychic Maha-Mog' was dark
    SUTRA
    : In a very strange Buddhist sutra, Great Moggallana, the male disciple declared by the Buddha as "foremost in psychic powers" mentions that at the bottom of the sea, there are indeed mermaids who dance seductively. A reference to shapeshifting space aliens living in bases below the ocean? There is worldwide awareness that at some point in the past, there really were vicious creatures who swam the seas, just as reports of harpies and others were reported by many cultures. Let's examine what one of the Buddha's four chief disciples said of these mysterious creatures from MN 50:
"In the middle of the ocean
There are mansions aeon-lasting,
Sapphire-shining, fiery-gleaming
With a clear translucent luster,
Where iridescent sea-nymphs dance
In complex, intricate rhythms"

"Mansions stand for an eon
in the middle of the sea,
The hue of beryl-stones,
brilliant, glowing, radiant;
There dance full many
nymphs in divers hues"
(Isaline Blew Horner, born 1896, translation of MN 50)

"There are mansions that last an eon
standing in the middle of a lake.
Sapphire-colored, brilliant,
they sparkle and shine.
Dancing there are nymphs
shining in all different colors."
(Bhante Sujato translation of MN 50)
  • The Connected Discourses of the Buddha
    with the manatee's land cousin on the cover
    Alas, no further mention of the sea-nymph mermaid selkies is made in this sutra, Is it reasonable to think the great monk was simply repeating Indian or Scythian lore? He was addressing Mara, to warn him what was to happen for bad karma of the sort this mara was accumulating. Modern people don't believe in Mara, despite the Mara Samyutta, and all those references to him by the Buddha. There's a thick translation of The Connected Discourses by American Theravada scholar-monk Bhikkhu Bodhi that includes it. So if Mara, a kind of Tempter -- Lucifer, Cupid, Eros, Devil -- figure in Buddhism could be real, are mermaids so hard to believe in, existing underwater by inhabiting vimanas ("mansions" that are USOs) so hard to swallow?
  • MN 50: Māratajjanīyasutta—Ven. Sujato (suttacentral.net)
The plight of the manatee

Boat strikes are a growing threat (earth.com)
Human activities have not been kind to manatees. Boating, pollution, and habitat destruction stand out as the three greatest threats.

Despite legal protections against hunting, manatees continue to be poached for their meat and hides. Furthermore, their natural habitats, crucial for their survival, are being decimated by human development and intrusion.

Boat strikes are particularly alarming, leading to tragic injuries or even death for these gentle creatures. This dire situation underlines the urgency of increasing awareness so that manatees will continue to exist in the future.

Getting to know sea cows
Secret places, Mexico's cenotes, near Belize
Manatees, also known as the cows of the sea [even though their closest relatives are elephants], are a marvel of marine life, characterized by their gentle nature and slow-moving grace [which caused people like Christopher Columbus to report mermaid sighting, possibly with the intention to violate them as he was planning for the gentle Indigenous humans he met].

These large, aquatic mammals belong to the order Sirenia [which is interesting because the Spanish word for "mermaid" is sirena], which also includes three species of dugongs. 
Vegan diet
One of the most captivating aspects of manatees is their all-vegan herbivorous diet, as they feed on a wide variety of submerged, floating, and emergent plants in fresh and saltwater environments. More
  • TEXT: Staff writer Chrissy Sexton, Earth.com, 3/27/24; Crystal Quintero, CC Liu, Shauna Schwartz (eds.), Wisdom Quarterly
  • ART: Boat strikes were apparently a problem even in ancient times ("The Mermaid’s Rock" by Edward Matthew Hale, 1894 (thevintagenews.com).

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

Monica Lewinsky on shame (TED Talk)

Monica Lewinsky (TED, 3/20/15); Crystal Quintero, Ashley Wells (eds.), Wisdom Quarterly

The price of shame
You did what to her?! Whaddaya got down here?
In 1998, says Monica Lewinsky, “I was Patient Zero of losing a personal reputation on a global scale almost instantaneously [because of being sexually harassed by my boss, President Bill Clinton].” Today, the kind of online public shaming she went through has become a constant. In a brave talk, Lewinsky takes a look at our “culture of humiliation,” in which online shame equals dollar signs — and demands a different way.

(Maury Povich) Victoria, 15, tells her mom she loves sex and wants a baby.

The TED Talks channel features the best talks and performances from the TED Conference, where the world's leading thinkers and doers give the talk of their lives in 18 minutes (or less). Look for talks on Technology, Entertainment, and Design -- plus science, business, global issues, the arts, and more. Link to or embed these videos, forward them to others, and share the ideas with people. For more information on using TED for commercial purposes (e.g., employee learning, in a film or online course), submit a media request (media-requests.TED.com).

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Irish Sebastian Barry "Secret Scripture" (audio)

World Book Club; Dhr. Seven, Pat Macpherson (eds.), Wisdom Quarterly
World Book Club, Sebastian Barry on his The Secret Scripture (photo by The Irish Times)

This month the BBC's World Book Club is celebrating its 15th birthday.

It has come to where it all began -- in September 2002 -- The Edinburgh Book Festival, to talk to Irish literary superstar Sebastian Barry about his poignant and much garlanded novel The Secret Scripture.

Now in her 100th year, Roseanne McNulty, once the most beautiful girl in County Sligo, Ireland, has long been locked up in an mental asylum for reasons that gradually become clear as she decides to put down a secret record of her remarkable story.
 
Set against an Ireland besieged by conflict, The Secret Scripture is at once an epic story of love and heart-rending betrayal and a vivid reminder of the stranglehold that the Catholic Church had on individual lives for much of the 20th century. More + download

Monday, March 21, 2016

Sex in the Woods for Spring? (sutra)

Ven. Thanissaro (trans.), Subha Jivakambavanika "The Beauty and the Libertine" (Verses of the Nuns, Therigatha 14.1) edited by Ashley Wells, Dhr. Seven, Seth Auberon, Wisdom Quarterly

The Beauty and the Libertine 
A story from the Verses of Enlightened Nuns (Therigatha 14.1)
As Subha* the nun was passing through Jivaka's delightful mango grove, a libertine (son of a goldsmith) blocked her path, so she said to him:
  • Subha, which means "lovely" or "beautiful," is not likely to be her name but simply a descriptive term, as in "The Beauty and the Beast," where the princess is not Beauty and the creature not Beast but for simplicity we like to think of it that way. [In Buddhism over time people lose their names and take on titles or descriptive terms for ease of remembering stories or making a point. Siddhartha becomes the Buddha, which means "the Enlightened One," or Tathagata (Wayfarer), or Mahavira (Great Hero), or Bhagavan (teacher, venerable), so the use of the word "Buddha" not preceded by "the" is ridiculous as it suggests it is a name rather than a descriptive title. His wife, Bimba, becomes Rahulamata ("Mother of Rahula") or more popularly "Yasodhara" ("Bearer of Glory," a name that never occurs in the Pali canon), who when she becomes a Buddhist nun, an enlightened master, a winning debater becomes Ven. Bhaddhakaccana Theri, etc.]
Verses
"What wrong have I done you that you stand in my way? It is not proper, my friend, that a man should touch a woman who has gone forth (become a nun). I respect the Teacher's message, the training pointed out by the Well-Gone One (the Wayfarer, the Tathagatha, the Buddha).
 
I am pure, without blemish [ennobled by her actions, her merits, at some stage of enlightenment, the highest stage, arhatship, being the suggestion]: Why do you stand in my way? You with your mind/heart agitated, whereas I am unagitated -- you, impassioned, whereas I am dispassionate, blemish-free [fully enlightened], with a mind/heart in all ways released. Why do you stand in my way?"
 
Let's have sex, honey!
Sexy men have sexy back hair (or not).
[The goldsmith's son answered the enlightened nun]: "You are young and good looking, so what need have you of going forth [taking ordination, being a nun, living a celibate life]?

"Throw off your saffron robe! Come, let's delight [have sex] in the flowering forest. Sweetness they exude wafting all around, the towering trees and their pollen.
 
The beginning of spring is a pleasant season. Come, let's delight in the flowering forest. The trees with their blossoming tips moan, as it were, in the breeze: What delight is there for you if you plunge into the forest alone [to meditate in solitude, withdrawn from distractions]?
 
Frequented by herds of wild beasts, disturbed by elephants rutting and aroused, and you want to go unaccompanied into the great, lonely, frightening forest?

The forest is scary. Who would go there, much less live there, on purpose?
 
"How to Pick Up Women" 1952
Like a doll made of gold you will go about, like a goddess in the gardens of heaven [a devi, a "shining one," in sagga]. With delicate, smooth Kasi fabrics [the finest Varanasi cloth], you will shine, O beauty without compare! I would be under your power if we were to dwell in the wood together. For there is no creature dearer to me than you, O nymph who makes me languish!
 
If you do as I ask, happy, come live in my house! Dwelling in the calm of a palace, have women wait upon you, wear delicate Kasi fabrics, adorn yourself with garlands and aromatic balms. I will make you many and varied ornaments of gold, jewels, and pearls.
 
Climb onto a costly and high bed, scented with sandalwood carvings, with a clean cover, beautiful, spread with a new woolen quilt. Like a blue lotus rising from the water where water spirits dwell, you arrive at old age with your limbs unseen, if you stay as you are in the high life [the celibate life of a monastic]."

Why would anyone retreat into the forest, woods, or lonely places on purpose?
 
The beauty replies
When one knows-and-sees one is free.
[The beauty, Ven. Subha:] "What do you assume of any essence, here in this cemetery-filler, grown fat with corpses, this body destined to break up? What do you see when you look at me,* you who are out of your mind?"
  • [*MEANING: What do you see in this body (or any body no matter how beautiful), which only serves to swell up cemeteries as they fill with corpses, this composite-thing that just breaks up? What do you see in me when you're only looking at my appearance?]
[The libertine:] "Your eyes are like those of a fawn, like those of a nymph in the mountains. Seeing your eyes, my sensual delight grows all the more. Like tips of blue lotuses they are on your golden face -- spotless: Seeing your eyes, my sensual delight grows all the more. Even if you should go far away, I will think only of your piercing gaze with long lashes, for there is nothing dearer to me than your eyes, O nymph who makes me languish!"
 
Pure and Simple (K. Nanayon)
[The beauty, Ven. Subha:] "You want to stray from the road, you want the Moon as a plaything, you want to jump over Mount Sumeru [an impossibly high mountain that reaches up into space like magnetic lines], you who have designs on one born of the Buddha. For there is nothing anywhere at all in the world with its devas [fairies, angels, gods, unseen spirits] that would be an object of passion (sensual craving) for me.
 
"I no longer know what such passion would be, for it has been uprooted by the path [magga-phala, path and fruition resulting in enlightenment and liberation]. Like embers from a pit scattered, like a bowl of poison evaporated, I no longer see what that passion would be, for it has been uprooted by the path.

"Try to seduce one who has not reflected on this, or whom the Teacher has not instructed. However, try it with this one who knows [who has gained such liberating wisdom] and you do yourself violence. For whether I am insulted or worshiped, in pleasure or pain, my mindfulness remains firm.
 
First Buddhist Women (Susan Murcott)
"Directly knowing-and-seeing how unattractive formations (all composite things) actually are, my heart/mind gets stuck nowhere at all.

"I am a follower of the Well-Gone One riding the vehicle of the Eightfold Way: My arrow removed [heart unpierced], taint-free, I delight in going to an empty dwelling. For I have seen well-painted puppets hitched up with strings and sticks made to dance in various ways.

"When the strings and sticks are removed, tossed away, scattered, splintered, smashed to bits, not found, in what will the mind/heart cleave or make its home?

"This body of mine, which is just like that puppet, without phenomena (dhammas, things, composite elements of formations) does not function. When without elements (devoid of dhammas) it does not function, in what will the heart/mind there cleave and make its home?
 
"Like a mural painted on a wall, smeared with yellow pigment, there your vision has been distorted, insubstantial (meaningless) is your perception, that of a [figuratively blind] human being.

"Like a mirage that has evaporated, like a golden tree in a dream, like a magic show in the midst of a crowd -- you run blind after what is unreal.

"Resembling a ball of sealing wax set in a hollow with a bubble in the middle and bathed in tears, eye secretions are born there, too: The parts of the eye are rolled all together in various ways."

Then plucking out her lovely eye, with mind completely unattached she felt no regret [to help him, out of compassion for his sake], "Here, take this eye. It's yours." She gave it to him.

[Mortified, horrified, the spell her beauty had cast on him -- or his avarice had made for himself -- was broken]. Immediately his passion faded away, evaporated on the spot, went extinct right then and there, and he begged her forgiveness:

[He said:] "Be safe, follower of the high life. This sort of thing will not happen again! Harming a person like you [a taintless, enlightened. blame-free person] is like embracing a blazing fire. It is as if I have seized a poisonous snake [by the tail, which will surely turn to bite me because of my foolishness]. So may you be safe. Forgive me!"
 
And freed from there, the nun went to the excellent Buddha's presence. When she saw the mark of his excellent merit, her eye miraculously became as it was before.

The Buddha -- the One Awakened from the dream of delusion (maya) -- serenely dwells in the forest of the senses, amid a world that is incessantly burning (Alistair and Rachel/flickr.com).
Synopsis
G.P. Malalasekera (Dictionary of Pali Proper Names) edited by Wisdom Quarterly
Subhā belonged to an eminent Brahmin family of Rājagaha. Seeing the bane in the pleasures of the senses she became a nun under Pajāpatī Gotamī, the Buddha's mother and the first Buddhist nun. She was called "Subhā" because her body was beautiful. One day in the grove a libertine, in the prime of youth seeing her and filling with lust, stopped her and invited her to partake of sensual pleasures. She talked to him about the hidden harm of such pleasures, but he persisted. Seeing that he was particularly enamored of the beauty of her eyes, she pulled out one of them and said: "Come, here is the offending eye." The man was appalled and asked her forgiveness. Subhā went to the Buddha and, at sight of him, her eye recovered. Filled with joy, she stood paying homage to him. And he taught her and gave her an exercise for meditation. She developed insight and became an arhat (Thig.vss.366-399; ThigA.245f.).

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Buddhist Life on the Isle of Man (audio)

Pat Macpherson and Seven, Wisdom Quarterly; TheWorld.org (Public Radio International)

Water nymphs (goddessaday.com)
(PRI) A spring snow storm battered England, Scotland, and Wales last week. [The Isle of Man is a small island in the Irish Sea between Ireland and Great Britain.] And communities on the Isle of Man are continuing to struggle. Thousands of farm animals are thought to have died -- and thousands of people are still without power. [The World's] Marco Werman speaks with James Davis, host of Mandate, a current affairs program on Manx Radio.

Laughing Buddha
Sitting at the LBC restaurant, a premier Chinese food joint on the Isle of Man, gives one pause for thought. It has been recommended by Best of Isle of Man members as one of most enjoyable places to eat on the island.
 
Tucked away in a secluded area off Prospect Hill (at the back of Marks and Spencers) arrived at by a flight of steps, the moment one steps inside one realizes something. I'm in for a treat. Buddhism made it to this outpost on the Irish Sea.
 
There is a Zen group, devotional Japanese Buddhist Nichiren, a Tibetan nun (inner peace with Kelsang Gayki), even a Hindu ashram. There is also a Theravada Buddhist sangha ("community") with a Sangha ("monastic community") thanks to Being-Awake.eu.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Violent past leads women to "risky" sex

Rob Waugh, Dailymail.co.uk/ScienceTech

  • Women in violent areas prone to risky behavior
  • "Community violence" highest risk factor
  • Prone to having multiple partners, using no protection, using drugs or alcohol before sex
Even witnessing crimes has a profound effect on women -- with women who live with violence more prone to having "risky" sex. 

Women who have witnessed crimes, or been abused themselves, are more likely to have a high number of sexual partners. They are also more likely to have unprotected sex -- and to use drugs or alcohol before having sex. 

Girls rock (LailaThePhotographer/Flickr.com).
"Community violence" -- simply being surrounded by violence, either in adulthood or childhood -- has some of the most profound effects.

The findings offer new insight on the known link between exposure to violence and HIV/STD risk behavior, particularly among low-income, urban women, who may experience high rates of violence.

"Sadly, our results show that many women must cope with multiple forms of violence and that some combinations of violent experiences put women at risk for HIV, other STDs or unplanned pregnancy -- not to mention the risks from the violence itself," said lead author Jennifer Walsh, Ph.D., of The Miriam Hospital's Centers for Behavioral and Preventive Medicine. More

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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Husband Honorer: A Devoted Wife

Bartleby.com (The Harvard Classics, 1909–14, "The Devoted Wife" translated from the Dhammapada and Buddhaghosa’s commentary); Wisdom Quarterly (images and editing)

While eagerly a human culls life’s flowers,
With all faculties intent,
Of pleasure still insatiate --
Death comes and overpowereth one.

“While eagerly man culls life’s flowers.” This instruction was given by the Buddha while dwelling at Savatthi. It was concerning a woman the monks called “Husband-honorer.” It began in the space world (celestial heaven) of the Suite of the Thirty-Three.

They say that a deva of that heaven named “Garland-wearer” went to his pleasure-grounds in company with 1,000 celestial nymphs. Five hundred [i.e., “a large number”] of these devis ascended trees and threw down flowers, while 500 picked up the flowers that were thrown down and decked the deva therewith. One of these devis, while on the bough of a tree, fell from that existence [passed away], her body vanishing like the flame of a lamp.

Then she was reborn in a high-caste family of Savatthi. She was born with a memory of her previous existences. And saying to herself, “I am the wife of the deva Garland-wearer,” she made offerings of perfumes, garlands, and the like, with the aspiration that in her next rebirth she might again be with her husband. When at the age of 16 she married into another family, with alms-food, and fornightly [special celebration] food, she continued to give saying, “May this prove efficacious in bringing about my rebirth with my husband.”

Thereupon the monks gave her the name Husband-honorer, for they said: “She works early and late, and her only desire is for her [present] husband.”

Husband-honorer continually took care of the monastery where the monks sat. She brought drinking water and spread the mats to sit on. When other people desired to give ticket-food and other alms, they would bring it to her, and say, “Dear lady, prepare this for the congregation of monks.” By going about in this manner, she acquired the 56 salutary qualities all at one time.

Then she had a baby at the end of ten lunar months, bringing forth a son. And when he was old enough to walk, she had another until she had four sons in all.

One day -- after she had given alms and offerings and had listened to the Dharma (Doctrine) and had kept the precepts -- she passed away toward nightfall from a sudden disease, and she was reborn into the presence of her husband.

The other devis had continued to deck the deva throughout the whole interval.


“We have not seen you since morning,” said Garland-wearer. “Where have you been?”

“I fell from this existence, my lord.”

“Are you in earnest?”

“It was precisely so, my lord.”

“Where were you reborn?”

“At Savatthi, in a family of high caste.”

“How long were you there?”

“My lord, at the end of ten months I issued from my mother’s womb. And at the age of 16, I married into another family. And having given birth to four sons, and having given gifts and done other meritorious deeds with the aspiration that I might again be with you, I have been reborn into your presence.”

“How long is the life of humans?”

“[At this time,] Only 100 years.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes, my lord.”

“If that is the length of life to which humans are born, tell me, do they pass the time asleep and reckless, or do they give gifts and do other meritorious deeds?”

“Nothing of the kind, my lord. Humans are always reckless -- as if they were born to a life of an incalculable number of years and were never to grow old and die.”

At this the deva Garland-wearer became exceedingly agitated.

“Humans, it appears, are born to a life of only 100 years, yet they recklessly lie down and sleep away their time. When will they ever get free from misery [even temporarily through rebirth in better worlds]?”
  • One hundred of our years make one day and night of the devas of the Suite of the Thirty-Three;
  • 30 [28] such days and nights their month [4 weeks];
  • 12 [13] such [lunar] months their year.
  • And the length of their lives is 1,000 such celestial years, or in human notation 36,000,000 (36 million) years.
So for Garland-wearer not one day has passed, but the interval of his wife's absence had seemed to him but a moment. He thought, “Recklessness for short-lived humans is extremely unsuitable.”

On the next day, when the monks entered the village, they found the hall had not been looked after; the mats had not been spread, and the drinking water had not been placed. Then they inquired:

“Where is Husband-honorer?”

“Venerable sirs, how could you expect to see her? Yesterday, after you venerables had eaten and departed, she died that evening.”

When the monks heard this, the unenlightened ones among them, calling to mind her kind support, were unable to restrain their tears. Even the enlightened ones [having overcome the defilements and the delusion of clinging to and identifying with the Five Aggregates of Being] experienced agitation.



After breakfast they returned to the monastery and made inquiry of the Buddha:

“Venerable sir, Husband-honorer worked early and late doing many kinds of meritorious deeds, and she aspired only to be reborn with her husband. Now she is dead. Where, praytell, has she been reborn?”

“With her husband, O monks.”

“But, venerable sir, she is not with her husband.”

“O monks, it was not her human husband she was praying for. She had a former husband named Garland-wearer, a deva of the Suite of the Thirty-Three. She had fallen from that existence while he was decorating himself with flowers. Now she has returned and been reborn again at his side.”

“Venerable sir, is it really so?”

“Assuredly, O monks.”

“Alas, venerable sir, how very short is the life of all creatures! In the morning she waited on us, and in the evening a grave disease attacked her and she died.”

“Assuredly, O monks,” said the Buddha, “the life of creatures is short. And thus it is that death gets creatures into his power, drags them away howling and weeping, still unsated in their senses and lusts.”

So saying, he pronounced the following stanza:

“While eagerly a human culls life’s flowers,
With all faculties intent,
Of pleasure still insatiate --
Death comes and overpowereth one.”