Alright, now that I have your attention (if not go back to the last post), let’s actually start talking about what non-violence is and why calling for ahimsa is not the same as the calling for peace or “making love not war.”

In most any dictionary you will find “peace” defined not as a condition wherein violence and military aggression do not exist, but rather as the cessation of violence, normally due to political expediencies defined in a “treaty.” Committing to peace does not mean a person or state commits to non-violence, it means they only commit to not attacking another person/state at that moment. In such a posture, they maintain the right to build up arms and prepare for war, just not to engage in it just yet. The truth of this definition is best exemplified in the oxymoron which Tracy Chapman points out in the song “Why”, singing, ”Why are all the missiles called peacekeepers when they’re aimed to kill?” Because peace is another state of war, it is not a condition of non-war.

Ahimsa, on the other hand, focuses on the complete cessation of violence. It is the Christian Commandment “thou shalt not kill” and Golden Rule. It is the Muslim directive to not hurt “the smallest ant.” It is a dedication to non-violence: meaning the complete eradication of violent actions, words, and even thoughts. We don’t practice ahimsa while preparing for war. We don’t commit to non-violence for now, we commit to it forever. Calling for peace simply isn’t enough. We must beg tirelessly for people to give up aggression, give up fighting, and promise to seek only the betterment of the human condition. The goal of the Hindu and Buddhist traditions is to end suffering, and one of the most important ways we can do that is to stop creating new suffering.

In Zen Buddhism a person makes such a commitment by dedication to precepts. While the wording of the precepts (usually the “grave” or “clear mind” precepts) can differ from one practice to another, they all contain essentially the same elements. There are also differences between the practices in the ordering of the precepts, but in many of them the first one is the precept to “not kill” or to “take up the way of supporting life.” This is the base of all things ahimsa. We commit to not taking life or doing anything which doesn’t support life. All of the other precepts really just feed into this, so we will call the commitment to the precepts a personal promise to do only those things which are life-affirming. That is, we will try our very best to support other living beings, no matter the species or other distinguishing factor, and avoid causing suffering to any (including ourselves).

Can you imagine a world where governments refused to kill or support any form of killing? What if we were able to convince every person in the world to not hurt another person or any other living being, not even with their thoughts? Wouldn’t that be an amazing place to live? I would move to that world.

At this point the common reaction is to point out the impossibility of it all, how that could never happen. I hate that argument: not because it isn’t true, but because it is used to back up the argument that we shouldn’t even try. I promise you all we will never see the end of suffering in the entire world, no matter how much we do. That does not mean that we can’t end as much suffering as possible and commit to not bringing new suffering into the world. We do have a very real chance at creating a truly happy life for ourselves, bringing light and happiness to the lives of others in the process.

So where do we start? Most of us do not even feel like it’s our place to do anything. Non-violence begins with compassion. We cannot end suffering without understanding suffering, and we don’t understand suffering without experiencing it. Through the experience of suffering we learn empathy, which grows into compassion. It is only compassion that takes a good deed and turns it into the passion it takes to change the world.

Thus, we start with our own suffering, and we end it. We take ownership of our lives, we stop blaming others for our situation or expecting others to change/maintain it. For me, I had to stop smoking, start sleeping, and let loose the feelings I had bottled for years. Once I ended my own suffering I was able to look beyond my suffering to that of others, truly feel the love for them it would take for me to do anything, and then I could act. I am not saying that I have become pure, completely free from suffering. I am simply saying that understanding and mastery over my own suffering is what enables me to address the suffering of others. It is only when I stop being violent to myself that I am able to see the violence around me, particularly the violence to which I am contributing.

So my challenge to everyone is this: take just one precept, whichever one most touches your heart or is easiest to understand, and commit to it. Everyday Zen has them listed with a little explanation. If you would like to explore them a little deeper, I recommend the book “Waking up to what you do” by Diane Eshin Rizzetto. As you commit to these precepts you will find yourself committing to eradicating the suffering in your own life as well as those around you. You don’t have to become “Buddhist”: whatever religion you are most likely already ascribes to these same principles. We can all commit to non-violence, and tell our governments to give up fighting for peace.

I once saw a man burn alive, trapped in a smashed and fiery car after colliding with a military vehicle on an Iraq highway. For some reason I don’t hear his screams or smell his burning flesh in my memory, it is the sight alone which remains, the fire burned into my retinas, its negative imprinted on all else I see.

I once saw a man face-up on the concrete, lying across the threshold of a gate on a concrete driveway leading up to a mosque. He had a fist-sized hole in his face where the bullet punched through his skull just above his left eye. Though he hated me he did nothing as I stepped over his body to enter the mosque. He was dead. Not kind of dead, not “dying from laughter” dead, not dead in the water or deadpan, just dead. Dead, dead, dead. At the door to the mosque I looked back. A Soldier was pouring a bottle of water over the dead man’s face: it’s hard to get a positive ID when there is blood everywhere.

The water of the second is all I know of which extinguishes the fires of the first.

I cannot tell of this without putting my face in my hands and crying, and with those tears my own face is washed and my identity made clear.

Compassion is not born of bliss; it is the son of pain, daughter of anguish.

“So you don’t believe in war?”

“No.”

“Not even just wars?”

“I would have to see an example of a ‘Just War’ to know for sure, so far I have heard of none to earn that name.”

“What about World War II?”

“What about it?”

“Was that not a just war?”

“You mean the part about Hitler and Stalin ordering the murder of millions of people? Or are you talking about the Japanese enslavement of Korean and Chinese civilians? Do you mean the English bombing and utter destruction of entire civilian cities?”

“I mean the Americans; did we not have a good reason to go to war?”

“What, Pearl Harbor?”

“Yes, Pearl Harbor, and the liberation of European nations.”

“I believe the wars in Europe would have died on their own, Hitler was no Napolean, he was too crazy to hold an empire.”

“But what about the Pacific theater? Did we not do the right thing by ending it with the Japanese?”

“We could have protected our borders. They could never have captured America, it was too far and they too small. I have no issues with defense, we were caught by surprise at Pearl Harbor and they still didn’t utterly destroy the place. We killed millions, most of them with slow and gruesome deaths by nuclear radiation and none of them military targets, with those two bombs. I do not see that as proportionate to the crime committed.”

“But it made them stop trying to take over the other Pacific states.”

“So? Aggression to stop aggression is still aggression, and I cannot believe it was wholly necessary. I wasn’t there, though, so who knows. Maybe it was the right decision; I just do not think so.”

“OK, let’s talk about something you do know about, then. Let’s talk about Afghanistan.”

“OK, let’s.”

“Did we not do the right thing by invading Afghanistan and going after Al Qaeda?”

“No.”

“No? What about the World Trade Center?”

“What about it?”

“They attacked us, is it not just to attack them back?”

“We didn’t attack the people who attacked us; they died in the initial attack. We attacked a country which harbored terrorists in training, and we attacked members of Al Qaeda, but we have done nothing to make the situation right. We have only increased suffering in the world, especially in America.”

“But we had to avenge the deaths on 9/11.”

“How many Americans died on 9/11?”

“About 3,000.”

“About 3,000, right. That’s 3,000 suffering families. How many Americans have died in Afghanistan?”

“I don’t know, more than that probably.”

“Yeah, definitely more. Not to mention the 10s of thousands of Afghani deaths, many of them as innocent as the business folks in WTC and the firemen who tried to rescue them. That’s a whole lot more suffering families than had we stayed home. How many more Americans would have died from more Al Qaeda attacks in America had we just stayed here and not gone to war?”

“Probably not very many, if any.”

“So was the war in Afghanistan a just war, then?”

“……”

“Did we defeat Terrorism?”

“……”

“Can we ever defeat terrorism with terrorism?”

“……”

“I’m starting to believe we might be the terrorists.”

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