One Path, Many Traditions: My Reflection After 10 Years On The Path

One Path, Many Traditions: My Reflection After 10 Years On The Path

TLDR: A decade’s search to release the mind from suffering through different Buddhist traditions. What I found was boundless love and wisdom across all through different dharma doors.

It has been more than a decade since I began practising seriously on the Buddhist path. I would like to share some reflections on this journey: what I have experienced and what I have observed. 

Nothing here is meant as a criticism of any tradition, teacher, or practitioner. What you read is simply my own studies, observations and reflections. My interpretation of the different schools of Buddhism may not be accurate too, please use your discernment.

Seeking Liberation

One Path, Many Traditions: My Reflection After 10 Years On The Path

Unlike many people I have met, I do not find human life particularly blissful. There are moments of joy, but ultimately, there is pain and separation from things and people we love or are familiar with. 

We don’t even need to die to experience it. I was born into a family of four, but my parents are no longer with me, my sister is married with her own life, and friends from the past have drifted away. More people are living alone, with no one to care for them. Community and compassion are not easily found on Earth – something I had observed as a youth.

Though separation has always been painful for me, it was anger that led me to the Buddha’s teachings. Impatience runs in my family. I was quick to temper but also quick to forgive. 

At one point, I felt betrayed by two close friends, and anger lingered in my body for several days. I noticed how it released toxic energy into my system and realised I needed a way to release it. By chance, I came across an online copy of Thich Nhat Hanh’s book on anger, which drew me in.

Soon after, as if by divine intervention, I met a stranger at a vegan bakery. She was enrolled in a Tibetan Buddhism course, a seven-year program that progressed from basic teachings to tantra. She encouraged me to join, even though the course had already been running for a year.

A Shocking Realisation

One Path, Many Traditions: My Reflection After 10 Years On The Path

To catch up, I began reading Thich Nhat Hanh’s The Heart of the Buddha’s Teaching. My first attempt was unfocused, so I read it again.

Late one night, I came across a passage where he asked: “Where is the flower? Is it the petals, the leaves, or the stem?” At that moment, I caught my reflection in a large painting frame before me and realised I was no different from the flower. I could not find “me” anywhere.

That realisation shocked me. I went to bed filled with fear, not knowing who or what I was after having lived more than thirty years of my life.

The next morning, however, I awoke with a sense of profound release. A heavy burden seemed to fall away. I no longer felt the need to maintain an identity or construct a personality of likes and dislikes. I felt free.

I had already been meditating on my own for a few years, focusing on the breath. But that morning, my practice took on new depth. 

I moved through the day with freedom and happiness for an entire week. I knew it would not last. I wanted to put all my efforts into realising the truth of freedom and bliss within deeply.

Study and Practice in Tibetan Buddhism

One Path, Many Traditions: My Reflection After 10 Years On The Path

The Tibetan school I first encountered emphasised study. Meditation was mostly analytical, guided by texts and structured reflections. We also held weekend group discussions, though since I joined in the second year, I often studied alone.

I remain deeply grateful for this course. It provided step-by-step instructions for practice, especially helpful for beginners unsure of what to reflect upon. Yet I was not a disciplined student. I relished the freedom to explore and test my experiences rather than to simply follow. 

I also struggled with doubt, which made it difficult to embrace the practice of guru devotion fully. While the purpose of guru devotion is profound, I observed that many practitioners focused more on the outer teacher than on the inner teacher – our intuition.

Only later did I begin to grasp the depth of Tibetan Buddhism and why wisdom is emphasised at the outset. After two years of study and a retreat at Kopan Monastery, I stepped away, drawn more strongly to meditation than to analysis.

I didn’t realise at the time I was already doing a lot of analytical meditation in daily life through observations of the Buddha’s teachings in daily life.

Though my time in Tibetan Buddhism was brief, the tradition left a deep impression. Thanks to my sincerity and some depth in mindfulness meditation, a lay teacher shared with me the pointing-out instructions from Dzogchen (from the Nyingma Tibetan school), which profoundly deepened my practice. 

Later on, I learnt of the Six Yogas of Naropa through reading, and was impressed by how Tibetan Buddhism covers all states of consciousness to help a practitioner realise reality in one lifetime.

Lessons from Zen

Seeking more meditation practice, I joined a Korean Zen centre in Singapore that offered monthly retreats. The school followed Seung Sahn Sunim and worked with koans in the Lingji tradition.

A koan is a paradoxical phrase, riddle, or story used in Zen Buddhism as a tool for meditation to help practitioners transcend logical reasoning and achieve insight or enlightenment. 

While koans are meant to halt overthinking, they had the opposite effect on me, stirring even more thought. Eventually, I gave up the koan practice and returned to simple breath meditation, focusing on the abdomen.

During this time, I experimented with fasting and practised prostrations. At the time, I didn’t fully understand their purpose except to watch my craving and physical discomfort. Only later did I realise that fasting heightens sensitivity to the space in the body, while prostrations help reduce the ego and cultivate devotion.

Entering a spiritual practice through devotion makes the path much sweeter. However, I was more keen on the intellect and did not focus so much on my heart.

The Zen centre’s teachings focused on pointing out the duality of thought and its failure in providing truth. Many found them difficult to follow. Some practitioners studied The Blue Cliff Record, a classic Zen koan text, trying to decipher the meaning of each koan.

What I appreciate most from Seung Sahn Sunim’s teachings is the practice of “don’t know mind”—resting in openness and uncertainty. Learning to trust not knowing remains one of the hardest yet most freeing lessons.

Later, I discovered that the Caodong school of Zen, popularised by Japanese master Dōgen and further explained by Taiwanese master Sheng Yen, might have suited me better. The practice of silent illumination, simply sitting with full awareness and letting body and mind fall away, parallels the Tibetan experience of luminosity of mind: an open awareness grounded in the present amid thoughts and feelings.

Returning to Early Teachings

When I could not find clear meditation guidance, I enrolled in a postgraduate diploma course at The Buddhist Library. There, I was introduced to the early Buddhist texts, the Pali Canon. For the first time, I could read the Buddha’s discourses directly rather than only through commentaries. While the texts must be approached with discernment, given their more than 2,500-year transmission, some of the discourses deeply moved me.

I was especially drawn to the Buddha’s teachings on the mindfulness of breathing and the four foundations of mindfulness

Later, I trained in the Mahasi Sayadaw tradition in Yangon, known for its detailed mindfulness practices, including extremely slow walking meditation. Though the slowness is often criticised, it helped me find the joy of walking mindfully (at a normal pace) even in busy Singapore streets, and carried that same presence into daily activities that don’t require thought.

I would note, however, that some schools may place strong emphasis on rigid methods, discouraging practitioners from exploring others. While methods are valuable at the start, the Buddha’s ultimate teaching is release: letting go. Clinging even to a method keeps the mind bound.

In my case, I practised one method which is usually dreaded by humans because it brings up fear and anxiety. 

The Power of Death Meditation

Among all practices, the Buddha called mindfulness of death the “king of meditations,” just as the elephant’s footprint is the largest of all footprints.1

There are many ways to practice it: watching the impermanence of each breath, letting go completely with the out-breath, or visualising the decay of the body’s 32 parts. The breath practices help consciousness touch into the space in-between and also surrounding the breath. The 32 parts require deep awareness and the ability to mentally visualise each part in your body, and helps the practitioner realise that space in the body is unity, while the body parts are separate (though they work in unity).

At a two-month retreat in Thailand after the pandemic, I felt despondent, fearing I would never realise the Dharma in this life. Such was my yearning to realise the truth before I die.

Practising methods, watching the breath and daily reflections did not bring me any deep realisation of the truth. I did the 32 parts, but any realisation I had from this practice did not resonate with the depth of my heart. 

My deepest fear is the fear of death, or the process of it. I also have a history of anxiety disorder. However, the fear of not realising the truth was deeper than the fear of death.

Desperate, and inspired by the Hindu saint Ramana Maharshi, I began imitating him by visualising my own death. I imagined my body dying in various situations and ceasing to breathe. 

Fear arose at feelings, thoughts and consciousness dissolving into nothingness. Yet in that imagined death, a deep love and bliss arose in my chest. I realised that there is no such thing as nothingness! What’s left after the five aggregates (body, feelings, perception, thought and consciousness) dissolve, is something quite spiritual. 

The Dalai Lama himself practices death meditation daily. He describes death as the greatest opportunity for liberation. It is at this pivotal moment one finds out the depth of one’s practice in life.

Toward a Unified Understanding

Over time, I realised that all Buddhist traditions, and indeed all religions, ultimately point us toward the same truth: the nature of our minds.2

From my experience, the three traditions have these characteristics that stood out to me (it might be different for each person). 

The Theravāda tradition emphasises wisdom, the Mahayana school emphasises compassion, while Tibetan Buddhism unites the two through devotion (love) and analysis. Compassion, in the Mahayana and Tibetan traditions, is not separate from love. It is unconditional love grounded in wisdom. 

The four Brahmavihāras—metta, karuna, mudita, and uppekha—taught in early Buddhism are also not separate qualities but a unified expression of the same boundless love. Equanimity, which is one of the qualities of awakening, is not a cold-hearted detachment. It contains compassion for all, while having the wisdom to know how one can, or can’t help oneself and others.

Boundless compassion comes from the wisdom of letting go and walking through fear with trust – indeed it is hard to trust ‘not knowing’ and to stay with deeply difficult emotions such as anxiety, to be open to it, and watch it cease.

My deepest understanding of the practice today is that when compassion arises with an open heart, we can stay with painful feelings without rejection or suppression – it can still be difficult and requires courage and trust, but something we can apply repeatedly until we can accept suffering and not be caught in it. 

A friend once reminded me: practice leads not to the end of painful feelings, but to the end of suffering.

Perhaps it is in embracing the human experience fully, without avoidance or obsession, that one truly becomes human, and in doing so, transcends the human condition.


Wise steps:

  1. If you are new on the path, be open-minded. There is something you can learn from each tradition because ultimately they all lead to awakening, including other spiritual paths.
  2. Follow your heart, even though in this world, we have been taught not to trust it. Balanced it with wisdom. The heart contains intuition, and can lead us to places we need to be, not want to be.

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Disclaimers:

1 Please note that there are different meditations for different mind states and personalities. Death meditation is not suitable for everyone, especially for those feeling depressed or anxious. I have anxieties over death, and it was with great determination and despondency for not being close to the truth (awakening) that I practised it.

2 The statement is based on my own research, reading and practice of different Buddhist traditions as well as other religions. Every religion has a public face and a less known side where the teachings and practice include meditation, recollection, and reflection. Most people are familiar with the public side, not the deeper side of religions. 

Losing it All: A Widow’s Unexpected Path to Liberation

Losing it All: A Widow’s Unexpected Path to Liberation

TLDR: Allen reflects on his experience in trying to understand a sutta, covering the importance of appreciating them in its totality with its context and character while being patient in coming to one’s own interpretations. 

This is a little record of my journey with a short sutta in the Therigatha (Verses of the Elder Nuns). You can take it as a commentary, written in the year 2025 though I’m no Budhagosha

Your writer here is merely a wanderer trying to make sense of the world through reason, and increasingly through faith. So as much as the following words are not from a well-learned monk, are not a few words inspired by the Dhamma still worthy of attention? If you judge it to be so, then let’s go on this short journey in my struggle with a sutta that is only five stanzas long.

Here I am, reflecting on one of the suttas which I could make no head or tail for a few days. 

I woke up today with an intuitive appreciation of the sutta. It’s 5.30 a.m., and it’s becoming clearer now–how could I have missed it? Having mulled over it for a few days with not much progress, I would like to document the experience here in the hopes that it could be a reminder to me (and possibly you) on how best to approach the suttas. Let’s dive in.

Patacara’s Inspired Verses

Three days ago, in the midst of doom scrolling, I came across the Therigatha of Patacara, and found myself a little dumbfounded by its meaning. The story described how she achieved a mind of stillness after washing her feet and noticing the water flowing and eventually attained enlightenment.

HUH? Why? How? Sure, I’ve been to zen gardens with flowing water,–it’s peaceful not doubt. But enlightenment? Really? Meanwhile, I see water flowing every day, and  here I am, still tangled up in my defilements. 

So I went back to the sutta again;

“Having washed my feet,

I took note of the water,

seeing the foot-washing water

flowing from high ground to low.

My mind became serene,

like a fine thoroughbred steed.

Then, taking a lamp,

I entered my dwelling,

inspected the bed,

and sat on my cot.

Then, grabbing the pin,

I drew out the wick.

The liberation of my heart

was like the quenching of the lamp.”

Patacara said that observing the water brought a sense of peace. She then carried that peace, along with a lamp into her hut and meditated.

That was when she attained Nibbana. So perhaps this is a teaching on the skillfulness of seizing moments of peace and practising when the opportunity arises. Or perhaps it was about working with the presently arising conditions. But again, something felt missing. 

A day later, amongst friends in the Dhamma, we ended up discussing Patacara. Naturally, yours truly brought her up, along with my frustration from not understanding her and her plain observation of water. Maybe I just don’t understand women. Maybe I should read the Theragata instead.

One of my friends asked who Patacara was. In the midst of my lamenting about how “easily she attained Nibbana, just by watching the water flow”, the story of her life flowed out of me. Let’s segue into that!

The story, her story

So, I recounted to my friends the story of Patacara – a woman who, upon the impending delivery of her second child, decided she should stay with her parents whom she ran away from, having eloped with an unapproved love interest. 

During their journey home, the pregnant Patacara, her husband and her son, were caught in a heavy storm, forcing them to stop for the night.  While they rested, her husband went off to gather wood and materials to build a shelter–but he was bitten by a poisonous snake! He had ONE task.

Anyway, imagine having to give birth in a forest while waiting for your man, only to realise that he was never coming back. She traced his steps with her two kiddos in tow and found his lifeless body. Devastated but determined, she decided to continue on her journey regardless. 

To get home, she had to cross a river. Feeling too weak to carry both her newborn and her firstborn at once, she came up with a plan. She carried the baby across first, placing him on a makeshift bed of leaves and grass before heading back to fetch her eldest. 

Waddling back through the river to retrieve her firstborn, a hawk swooped down and snatched her newborn. Wehhh. Patacara waved her hands and shouted to scare the bird away, which her firstborn on the riverbank took as a signal for him to come to her. Tragically, the child was swept away by the river’s strong current from the recent storm.  

The scene of a flustered widow standing helplessly in the gushing river seemed like the perfect metaphor for her internal turmoil. She was all alone, beaten helplessly by the raging river of her thoughts and emotions.

Still, she trudged on and made her way home, only to find her parents in a funeral pyre. Guess what? They died due to the collapse of their house the day before. That was one hell of a shitstorm. She collapsed and was in ruins, akin to the state of the house she grew up in. She was more than depressed, she was hysterical from that day on.

The Buddha, in his boundless compassion, saw her suffering, clothed her and offered her shelter, even though society shunned her for being deranged. This was the turning point in her journey to reclaim herself. 

The end

OK having looked at her history, we now have a better sense of the person who uttered it. It came from someone who has experienced a deep sense of loss and suffering and found refuge in the Dhamma. 

Reading the sutta in its entirety

I continued to marinate with Patacara’s verses after that day of venting my frustrations about her. 

As I read and reread the sutta, I realised that my focus was mainly on the second half of the sutta which was where she attained enlightenment. Naturally, we all want to get to that state, so my mind was trying to find the proximate causes – was it the water, the lamp? – and neglecting the verses in their entirety. In essence, I was skipping to the back of the book, looking for the answer key.

If we were to read the first two stanzas, we see a very different Patacara. She was feeling quite dejected because she has not progressed in her path. She compared herself to lay people, marvelling at how easily they seemed to find success while she struggled.

“Plowing the fields,

sowing seeds in the ground,

providing for partners and children,

young men acquire wealth.

I am accomplished in ethics,

and I do the Teacher’s bidding,

being neither lazy nor restless—

why then do I not achieve quenching?”

She spoke of men farming; ploughing and sowing and how that led to wealth. She then compared it to her conduct and sincerity in the practice, and yet it did not lead to Nibbana. There seems to be a tension in how she laments her own progress. A sense of frustration akin to what I felt in not understanding these stanzas, but I feel like I’m getting close. I decided to let it rest and go to bed.

Linking it all together

Now here we are, I was up before the sun. I felt naturally awoken, with the sutta being the first thing on my mind. Of course! I got a glass of water (yes I saw the water flow though I continued to remain unenlightened), and went to my laptop, typing away:

“Why have I not attained Nibbana?” She asked. The critical self is almost second nature.

On seeing the water of the footbath flow, she was reminded of the day, the rain and the river. She must have recounted the joys of her life, swept away by the same but different water. The water, flowing from high to low, was conditioned by the incline. This is dhammatā is it not? This is the natural law. 

All that is, has a cause. All that is caused will end when the causes cease.

Her husband who died seeking shelter for her, the death of her children through her desire to continue the journey, and the question of why she did not visit her parents sooner – all these thoughts of guilt must have weighed heavily on her. How did they arise? The guilt too was conditioned, inclined by the happenings of her life and the choices she had made. 

And the futility and frustration towards her practice seem a bit more tolerable. Why compare herself with the people gathering wealth? They go through a different set of conditions, they lead a different life, each with its own flow. 

Almost as if she unclenched her comparing mind, she saw that the path was in letting go. Much in the same way the water flows from high to low, where is the control? The conditioned reality is to be accepted. Oh, how the Buddha’s teaching is so true. 

With guilt softened, comparisons ended, and the self-imposed expectations put to rest, the heart naturally comes to ease. With the approaching night, I like to think that these were her final thoughts before she uttered one of the most inspiring Verses of the Nuns recorded in the suttas;

 “Let this lamp be my friend and let’s practice a bit more. I’ll make my bed just in case, but for now, let’s watch the naturalness of this conditioned life.

“Plowing the fields,

sowing seeds in the ground,

providing for partners and children,

young men acquire wealth.

I am accomplished in ethics,

and I do the Teacher’s bidding,

being neither lazy nor restless—

why then do I not achieve quenching?

Having washed my feet,

I took note of the water,

seeing the foot-washing water

flowing from high ground to low.

My mind became serene,

like a fine thoroughbred steed.

Then, taking a lamp,

I entered my dwelling,

inspected the bed,

and sat on my cot.

Then, grabbing the pin,

I drew out the wick.

The liberation of my heart

was like the quenching of the lamp.”


Wise Steps:

  1. Sit with confusion: Allow yourself time to process difficult teachings without rushing to conclusions
  2. Share your struggles with fellow practitioners: Discussing challenging teachings with others can provide new perspectives
  3. Avoid comparing progress: Remember each person’s spiritual journey is unique. Patacara learned to stop comparing her progress with laypeople’s material success
Why did the Buddha teach the Noble Truth of  Suffering?

Why did the Buddha teach the Noble Truth of Suffering?

This teaching is extracted from a lecture by Bhikkhu Bodhi on the topic of Nibbana. Watch the full lecture here.

This is an extract of a lecture given by Bhikkhu Bodhi on the topic of Nirvana/Nibbana. Bhikkhu Bodhi has been a Buddhist monk since 1972 and is highly regarded as a scholar and teacher. He translates a large volume of the Pali canon to English.

Transcript

The Buddha says that he teaches only Dukkha and the cessation of Dukkha, i.e. suffering, and the end of suffering.

The truth of suffering is not the final word of the Buddha’s teachings. It is only the starting point, the First Noble Truth, not the whole of the Dhamma. 

It is important to understand why the Buddha starts his teaching with the truth of suffering.

He starts with suffering because his teaching is designed for a particular end. It is designed to lead us to liberation. In order to do this, the Buddha must give us a reason to seek liberation.

Normally, we aren’t aware of the problematic nature of our existence. 

We live in a world of delusion. We see things as being pleasurable, attractive, permanent. We take our personalities to be a self. We live seeking pleasure seeking to gratify, We think only on how to maximise our enjoyment and our personal status.

In this way, we get lost in the world of (in)finite concerns. We get swept away by time, the currents of time.

We get sunk in the dark mass of ignorance. We do not realise that our lives are pervaded by Dukkha.

We don’t see the pain and suffering, the impermanence, the insubstantiality surrounding us in all sides. To lead us out of Dukkha, to bring us to the true state of peace, the Buddha first has to alert us to the danger. He has to make us see the problem, the peril. He has to arouse in us a sense of urgency.

His position is like somewhat like someone trying to save a man who is caught unaware of a burning house. The man does not realise that the house is on fire. He’s living there enjoying himself watching television, playing and laughing. To get him to come out, first thing that we have to do is to let him know his home is on fire. So, in the same way, the Buddha announces in the 

First Noble Truth that our house is on fire. Our lives are burning with old age, sickness, and death. Our minds are flaming with the fires of greed, hatred, and delusion. Then, when we become aware of the trouble, when we are ready to seek a way to release then the Buddha can show us the possibility of freedom. 

All conditioned phenomena are dukkha; 

when one sees this with wisdom, 

one becomes weary of dukkha. 

This is the Path to Purity.

Dhammapada verse 278