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This project was a world away from all of my earlier work. Of my previous films for the BBC, one involved scrutinizing the Los Angeles Police Department in the aftermath of corruption claims and another involved following criminal gangs in Central and South America. But in this case, and given the rather worthy tone of my pitch, the idea of persuading the Nobel laureate and bodhisattva of compassion of the need for a documentary on his efforts to seek a reconciliation with the Chinese government was a long shot, to say the least. But as he walks into the impressively decorated antechamber of his residence in Dharamsala, immediately my nerves evaporate. It’s hard to know with someone this famous how much of the magnetism arises from my expectations, but he’s irresistible. The enormous smile, bright eyes, and enveloping charisma are undeniable.

I’m immediately struck by how equally he is treating each of us. He is introduced to an internationally feted actress, a photographer who has documented thirty years of the world’s conflicts, and a rather ungainly six foot, three inches of faux cameraman. Yet each of us is afforded the same intensity of attention, the same degree of questioning and listening, the same mesmerizing eye contact.

I’m later reminded of his apparent disregard for status when I follow him to a meeting he had with Jack Straw. The then–British foreign secretary is welcoming his guest to his parliamentary office with a rather dry tour of dust-coated portraits of foreign secretaries of yesteryear. Straw is pontificating slightly, not quite rising to the task of keeping his evident pride totally free of pomposity. The Dalai Lama relieves a moment that is veering toward tedium with the suggestion that Straw may be the reincarnation of Charles Fox, the UK’s first foreign secretary. The atmosphere is immediately lifted, stuffiness gone, lightness restored. There is something playfully irreverent in his tone, which satirizes Straw’s ponderousness under the cloak of parodying the Dalai Lama’s own beliefs about reincarnation. Certainly, it’s hard to imagine the Pope quipping about immaculate conception with the same mischievous humor. But what strikes me is the Dalai Lama’s disregard for occasion and position in favor of moment and humanity.

This playful teasing is a defining feature of the man I got to know over three years of filming. With no intimate knowledge of any others, I’m still prepared to bet that this celibate monk, brought up from age two as the living embodiment of his nation’s most precious deity in a royal palace with attendants ministering to his every whim, is the most mischievous, bawdy, and irreverent statesman in the world. On a trip to Scotland, halfway through addressing a delegation of senior North American statesmen, including Canadian Prime Minister Stephen Harper, he excuses himself to go to the toilet. Knowing full well his radio microphone is still turned on, he treats me to an audio account of his visit before winking in my direction on his way back to the meeting. On a subsequent visit to Dharamsala, I’m partway through what I feel is a fairly testing interview with him, one of our last, when my newly tailored Indian suit splits around the groin. “My word, Josh is very pleased to see me this morning,” he ejects before bursting into a minute or so of hysterical laughter.

Notwithstanding this roguish sense of humor, and while he may find his position as a living god isolating at times, an episode in Dharamsala last autumn left me in no doubt of the core strength of this man’s identity and rootedness as a Tibetan. The Dalai Lama was receiving an old member of his exiled government, a man who had contributed greatly to building the government and infrastructure for Tibetans in India. The ex-official has been suffering from cancer for several years and now, knowing that he is soon to die, wants to bid his leader a last good-bye. It is, as you would expect, a very emotional farewell that involves few words but much communication. The old man has tears in his large eyes as he looks up adoringly at his guru and friend. For his part, the Dalai Lama seems, for the first time in our acquaintance, genuinely moved. As he takes his diminutive friend’s bald head in his hands in a benevolent embrace, he is giving him instructions on how to die. In a gentle tone he explains how the friend should imagine his Tibetan saint seated on his head, and picture, as he dies, his spirit passing up through the crown of his head to commune with him. He tells him to pray to be reborn close to the Dalai Lama and that he will do the same.

This brief parcel of unselfconscious spiritual instruction was conducted in the glare of about eight spectators and a camera. (The quality of the Dalai Lama’s relating, I noticed, was entirely unaffected by the size of his audience.) Their common theology seemed to provide a context and a lexicon for the exchange of feeling that in other religions–or at least in more secular traditions of dying–would have been absent. It facilitated a recognition of the strength of the friendship and a complete understanding of his power to provide reassurance, and it showed that the companionship could be a source of sustenance even in the final moments of life. It was a gentle, quiet, lingering exchange: two old comrades gently savoring each other’s company for the last time. And it provided me with perhaps the only glimpse of the huge well of feeling in the Dalai Lama that years of strict spiritual practice have kept carefully measured.

What I saw that day sticks in my mind in part because it represented a tantalizing glimpse of a depth of feeling that the man is reluctant to share. Throughout the time that I followed him–roughly six months if measured continuously–I sensed a reluctance to open up completely. This limit on how close to him people are allowed to come is something I sense remains a frustration to Westerners who seek a level of personal or professional intimacy with him: supporters of the Tibetan cause, Buddhist students, politicians, actors, and members of the media. Certainly for each of these groups, he has very good reasons for maintaining his distance–the independence of the religious teacher, the balanced diplomacy of the politician. But the truth is that the Dalai Lama doesn’t really “do” friendship. There is something at his core, instilled I suspect by the loftiness of his upbringing and the sacredness of his position, that prevents his being able to relate on equal footing. Even his own family maintains a respectful distance. His brother, who shows the most ease and familiarity–and appears periodically in the film combining the roles of trusted adviser and Harlequin trickster, clearly a family trait–maintained throughout, in his movement and addresses to his brother, a notably humble bearing.

One particular moment last year provided me with an insight into what is behind this deep-set emotional independence. On one of my final filming trips to Dharamsala, the Dalai Lama invited me to accompany him on a visit to southern India, which houses the largest population of exiled Tibetans in the country. I explained that I had already been a long time away from my children and wouldn’t be able to travel with him. He seemed genuinely disappointed; it was something he wanted to show me and felt was an important part of his story. This occasioned a rare reflection that crossed the massive cultural divide that separated us as he observed, “On the one hand, you have love, but on the other hand, you have no freedom.”

This musing on the difference in our positions was accompanied by the alluring choreography that characterized his moments of reflection: a Yoda-like affectionate grunt, pause, and focused look to the middle distance. But for a moment I was released from the tenacious grip of this glowing charisma. I was not with the leader of the Tibetan people, human deity, international superstar, and the world’s leading proponent of nonviolence. This was the monk, his life devoted to prayer, celibacy, and a high degree of social isolation, reflecting on the trade-off. He is also by nature an academic, fiercely intelligent in debate, a passionate student of the endless canon of Buddhist philosophy, and a strict practitioner of meditation, which occupies the first three to four hours of every day. And this is where I think his heart lies, embracing the freedom from family ties to develop the intellectual and emotional wisdom gained from the reflective life. It is through this practice that he sustains the extraordinary energy required to provide spiritual sustenance to Tibetans, Chinese, and Westerners while he battles with an endemically suspicious Chinese regime for a solution to the desperate issue of his country’s future.

“In my dreams I am just monk, not Dalai Lama,” he added later, with his signature disregard for the definite article. It didn’t surprise me at all.

Joshua Dugdale is an award-winning documentary filmmaker and a producer of foreign and current affairs programming at the BBC. His film about the Dalai Lama, The Unwinking Gaze, is available on DVD.

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6:56PM PDT on Jul 15, 2012

Thanks for sharing the experience. Dalai Lama is a great ordained people but no one should iconize him.. just follow the path that leads his live that filled with compassion and loving kindness.

12:31AM PDT on Jul 18, 2011

wow.. this article mesmerized me through out while I was reading it

3:28PM PST on Nov 15, 2009

Pam H. - I believe I did mention the Pope in both my contributions. I certainly did not ridicule the adulation of the Dalai Lama; I voiced concern with respect to this unquestioning adoration of a mere mortal. If you care to look up the history of Tibetan Buddhism you will discover that the Dalai Lama was also a secular overlord, as well as the spiritual head of the community, and that these past Dalai Lamas did indeed live in opulence and splendour, well secluded from their poor, ignorant subjects.

Jade H. - Your very eloquent contribution is somewhat malplaced. I am not concerned about my own spirituality, or lack thereof. What does concern me is the unquestioning worship of a flawed mortal. He may not encourage this himself, but he also chooses to remain Dalai Lama, and the adulation goes with the territory.

It is quite permissible to analyze and to question the content of articles and postings. This is not the same thing as ridiculing or judging anyone. I have certainly not judged the followers of the Dalai Lama; I have merely voiced concern about the circus his public appearance has given rise to. Re "judging everyone else": this is a very sweeping statement, and nothing that I wrote can possible be interpreted as such.

Evidently there are a great many who are of the opinion that we should just give praise and approval to everyone and everything except for abuse, cruelty and oppression. There can be no debate if everyone is only ever admiring and "nice".

2:26PM PST on Nov 14, 2009

To counter those ridiculing respect for the Dalai Lama: If we want an example of adulation of questionable men by hysterical masses, patriarchy, special treatment, indulgence, tax exemption, a protected, closed community of misogynists with a dark history, extravagance, waste and idolatry, just look at the Vatican.

2:19PM PST on Nov 14, 2009

I am not a religious person however the Buddhist philosophy has my utmost respect because it is the only one that truly shows compassion, does not live in wealth (or steal by tithing), and teaches us the importance intention. Intention is vital because it reveals what is truly in our hearts, not what we preach in a church.

1:42PM PST on Nov 14, 2009

"Worship of personality" ROFLMAO I wish people would pay more attention to their own lives and spirituality than they seem to while judging everyone else.

1:15PM PST on Nov 14, 2009

Anna, I do not disagree with your comment regarding Hitler based on the facts that you reference. However, in my opinion, there is additional information that, when added, reduces the validity of any comparison between Hitler and the Dalai Lama.

Why was Hitler so incredibly popular and who was he popular with? Germany, like most of the world, was in the midst of a dreadful economic depression in the 30's and Hitler was ideally positioned to lead the many dissatisfied Germans who were looking for someone to blame. Immediately after World War I he took classes from the Education and Propaganda department and began pointing at scapegoats as the cause of all problems in Germany at the time. These scapegoats included, "international Jewry", communists, and politicians that didn't agree with Hitler and his mentor, Anton Drexler. Drexler, the founder of the German Worker's Party, was very impressed by Hitler's oratory skills and recruited him in 1919. We could go on and talk about the Thule Society and the reformation of the German Workers Party, but why bother. Hitler rose to power by convincing people that there was a group to blame for all ills. His rise to power was based on feeding the fears of the workers, channeling them against a group of scapegoats, and getting them fired up to do something about it. Basically, they cheered because he promised to nail the wealthy who, in his opinion, had taken their money.

No comparison to Buddhism or the Dalai Lama.

12:08PM PST on Nov 14, 2009

Paul Puckett - I have watched old film footage of Hitler's visits to various parts of Germany, back in the 1930s, and he was obviously regarded by a great many Germans as a semi-devine creature. Young women reached out to touch the sleeve of the "great leader" as he walked past; small children were held out to him for "a blessing". It is patently obvious that they adored him then, not feared him. The horrors of WWII had not yet unfolded, and Hitler was by many viewed as the Saviour of his people. There are clear parallels here with the reception accorded the Dalai Lama.

The Pope is also regarded by many Roman Catholics as very nearly divine. Believers will kiss his feet in submission, and they kiss the ring of a bishop's hand, as a mark of deep respect. There are a good many Catholics who regard the bleached bone fragment from the body of a long-dead saint as holy! All of this is deeply unsound and very worrying, whether it is with respect to the Pope, the Dalai Lama or a secular leader.
I find all adoration of a mere human being profoundly disturbing and unsavoury - not to mention the adoration of "relics"!

Rob and Jay B. - I didn't know that the Dalai Lama eats meat. If this is true, that is undisputed evidence of profound hypocrisy, in view of Buddhist teachings. I am myself a staunch vegetarian since way back in 1976; I do not each fish or seafood either, as this is also meat. I only use soya milk, but I do occasionally eat egg(s) from guaranteed free range hens.

10:07AM PST on Nov 14, 2009

To answer your question:
Today , MOST know otherwise, but when the role of Dalai Lama was begun, all such leaders were thought to be part Divine, and it was not unusual for his people to expect miracles and other signs of Divinity from the Dalai Lama.

The name is often translated to mean "his holiness" like the Pope. But Dalai Lama means "Teacher whose wisdom is great as the Ocean" or, literally, "Ocean Teacher".

The Dalai Lama we know him today was modernized, and quite prepared for his role and naturally interested in it, even when he officially inherited the throne as a small boy.

HIs modern "savvy" came partly as a result of Western helpers in his upbringing: At the age of 11 he met the Austrian mountaineer Heinrich Harrer, having spotted him in Lhasa through his telescope. Harrer effectively became one of the young Dalai Lama's tutors, teaching him about the outside world. The two remained friends until Harrer's death in 2006.

In fact, the story is so special, it was made into a major Motion Picture, starring Brad Pitt as Harrer , called
"Seven Years in Tibet"
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120102/

I recommend it. An enriching charmer.

9:35AM PST on Nov 14, 2009

I think the Dalai Lama is a man and a truly great man. I have never got the impression that he encourages the adulation he receives (although he's had it for so long it might be hard for him to imagine life without it). In his autobiography he says he was identified as the reincarnation of a previous Dalai Lama - not a god. He does not claim to be perfect, to not have faults or inconsistencies. Neither does he tell other people what they should believe or does he claim to know better than others. For this he has my utter respect - as a man, as a monk, as a great thinker.

I too find worship of personality unattractive, unfortunately many people desire this and many religions are based on it. Buddha found his own way to enlightenment with help along the way from different teachers and I think that is what we all have to do - find our own way.
I was very moved by his autobiography, in it I felt the same humility that I felt when I read Nelson Mandela's. After reading these books I understood why these men are considered great and are so widely loved.

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