Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Finding Peace in Burma

Burma was an absolute honor to visit.  After so many years of oppression, control and confinement the country is entering a new world of freedom.  Like a baby bird pecking its way out of its shell, its wet wings coiled awkwardly, it squints as it sees the sun for the first time.  Burma, in many ways, is beyond description with words.  Even as I write this, my heart shakes with excitement and wonder recalling our time there.  I have written a short essay, a poem, a song…all erased…simply not enough.  Here is a list of words that will, hopefully, provide a look-inside this powerful experience:

Open, pleasant, bewildering, juxtaposed, filthy, spotless, poor, rich, spiritual, heartful, loving, admirable, iconic, hilarious, miserable, smiling, screaming, exotic, crying, unfathomable, unimaginable, religious, spiritual, magical, extreme, playful, loyal, communal, SPECIAL, present, accepting, trusting, devoted, committed, contradictory, amazing, shocked, adorable, beautiful, refreshing, bleeding, needing, wanting, hoping, hoping, hoping, historic, ancient, important, honorable, spiritual, defiant, gentle, friendly, smooth, hot, dusty, embracing, connected, lazy, restful, excited, juvenile, forgiving, spiritual, stirring, emotional, bright, happy, vibrating, shaky, sturdy, elated, tearful, dewy, fragrant, clever, astute, shameful, obedient, resilient, private, personal…Spiritual.

The story of Burma and her people have been hanging by a string for over one thousand years…literally.  Traditional Burmese Marionette Puppetry has deep, important roots in Burma.  The intricate process of bringing the puppets to “life” is centuries old and handed down through generations.  Theses “voices” of Burma are in the DNA of the families who continue this traditional form of theater with every cell of their bodies.  There are 4-year university puppet degree programs in Burma, but it is the fast track to a process that prides itself on one track—history.  The puppets can say what the people of Burma could not…for so long.  The puppets are the “media” of Burma sharing more than just evenings of entertainment (traditional shows lasted from sun down to sunrise); they also share the news, politics, ideas and thoughts that make up the people of this amazing country.  I was fortunate to bring my students to one of the true puppet masters of Burma.  I found immediate and great inner peace witnessing the “birthing” of a new puppet, a new life, a new country.  Here is the story as covered by the amazing communications team aboard the ship:


As we walked through the streets of Yangon (where the ship docked) we found amazing people, food, shops and….above all…Pagodas!  These are the numerous ornate temples the country is populated with…one amazing golden structure after another.  Buddhism is more than a religion in Burma, it is a universally accepted way of life.  There are countries we have visited who practice Buddhism—Burma lives Buddhism.  Here are pictures of Shwedegon Pagoda--the largest in Burma, and one of the largest in the world. 



We took a short plane ride to what seemed like the center of the spiritual universe:  Bagan.  At first glance this looks like a movie set for a mystical, fictional, magical film that takes place on another planet.  It is indeed one of the most miraculous places I have ever seen…a true wonder of the world.  Bagan is a huge expanse of land populating over 2,000 (originally 4,000) temples.  Over one thousand years old, these temples were built one after another in praise of Buddha.  To say this is a “holy” place would be a vast understatement….it is a stirring testament to the unlimited spirit and devotion of this country.  It was a MAGICAL experience.  Even when we were there it seemed unbelievable…could it be real?  Where we really seeing what we were seeing?  Our faces hurt from so much awe-inspired smiles.  Here are photos from land and air (we splurged for the hot air balloon and now can’t imagine not doing it—it really was the only way to see the entirety of Bagan).  Every moment brought increased peace…tears….peace.



And, because we hadn’t experienced enough peace yetJ we visited two monasteries where we were treated to a Darma talk by an elderly monk on the benefits of meditation and provided alms for young monks during their lunch break.  For a country that is so “new” to knowing, they seem to KNOW a great deal.  Grow slowly and wisely Burma…we love you.