I know, I know, it's only October, too early for Christmas posts but the author wanted October so here we are. I couldn't resist the premise of this story as I've long had an interest in Buddhism and a former minister at my church was a Buddhist.
Jeremy Phillips has been interested in Buddhist philosophy for more
than twenty years, and attends services at a Shin Buddhist temple in
Spokane, Washington. When he isn't writing or keeping busy being
a father and husband, he works as a Respiratory Therapist at
several different hospitals. He lives in Spokane with his wife,
children, dogs, and bonsai trees.
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Without another word, my brother gets up from the
table and heads back into his bedroom. I follow him. We sit there for a long
time, a couple of hours, as he shows me his game, his viewpoint on life at the
moment. After a few minutes my brother starts to get over it, becoming more
alive as he sinks further into the epic unreality of the world of his video
game. No arms, no legs. Just the
perfection of a preteen boy staring at a computer screen, of a kid melded
together with his video game world. At
least that much is right with us.
So. We end up with three guitar players, each
getting a chance to play a solo on this stupid song we’re doing, not a one of
us willing to go play bass instead. It’s life in Samsara, I suppose. In certain views of Buddhist philosophy, this
idea of being a human being stuck on the wheel of Samsara is more of a big deal
than others. Basically, it means this thing you and I and everyone else is
stuck in—this place right here—this ordinary life we are living, each and every
day, as limited, regular individuals in the real world. In the bigger scheme of
things, Samsara would include the whole picture, the whole wheel of life,
death, and rebirth in the universe.
My Own Thoughts On My Buddhist Christmas
By Jeremy Phillips
I have been a student of Eastern philosophy, and Buddhism in particular, for a long time now. But years ago when I first tried to do any reading about it, the very foreign nature of the philosophy tended to get in the way of actually understanding what I was reading. No matter what book I chose to read, no matter what school of Buddhist philosophy I was trying to understand, it was always the same:
A master teacher of some type, a person very different than myself, would be describing these very old ideas, from his very Eastern mindset. Eventually, I came to feel that what might be very helpful for a Western reader such as myself, would be a book that spoke about this stuff in an entirely different way…
When I sat down to write My Buddhist Christmas, I sat down with the idea of writing a young adult fiction story, about an American teenager who had been raised up as a Buddhist all of his life. Such a person, unlike myself who approached Buddhist philosophy with the mindset of an adult raised in the USA, would understand Buddhism as a more intimate, more essential part of how he already viewed the world. Such a kid would understand all that, while still being very much an American teenager.
So when I started to attend services at a Shin Buddhist temple in Spokane, Washington, I found myself wondering how it might be, to be one of the children exposed to that philosophy from an early age. I took my own children to this temple, and I started to wonder how the conflicts of life might go for these kids, conflicts which can be even more of a challenge during the Christmas season.
But My Buddhist Christmas is more than a just a book on Buddhist philosophy. I wanted to write a “coming of age” story, told from the perspective of a main character who was feeling very intensely some of these conflicts. During the course of the story, my narrator character can be seen experiencing a lot of the stresses that a teenager in America will experience.
He experiences the conflict of being infatuated with a pretty girl, and of falling rapidly in love for the first time. He experiences the conflict of trying to keep a group of unreliable teenagers on task, so that they can make some garage band music work out for a talent show that he’s involved with. He experiences the difficulty of peer pressure, in a variety of ways.
As he goes about his life, my narrator also shares with the reader a variety of Buddhist parables and philosophical observations, learned from his childhood. The end result of this, is that as the narrator gets to the end of his story and grows up some about how he is living, as he more fully understands his own Buddhist philosophy, the reader, too, will also gather a greater understanding.
Really, I wrote this book for people of all ages. Adults will read it, and perhaps remember how it was to be a teen, how it was to be growing up and starting to take responsibility for themselves more. Teens and pre-teens who read it, will be able to identify with some of the struggles represented in the story. Ultimately it is my hope that whoever reads it, will come away with a better understanding of what Buddhism has to say about life, while enjoying an entertaining story.
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It’s not surprising that sixteen year old Chris Jones has no idea where he fits in…
After all, he’s a Buddhist kid in America—during the Christmas season. Add in the fact he plays guitar in a punk rock band called The Dharma Bhumz, and his life is one giant paradox. Caught between the principles of his religion and the influence of his hard-partying bandmates, Chris is in a constant struggle for balance.
An upcoming talent show is his chance to shine—or fail spectacularly…
It’s already hard enough preparing for the show, since his friends are more interested in getting high than practicing. And now Chris has to worry about impressing pretty Mary Simpson. To make matters even worse, Mary’s parents are fundamentalist Christians, a few steps above his family on the social ladder, and they firmly believe Chris isn’t good enough for their precious daughter.
Conflicted about his friends, lying to his family, and still mourning a devastating loss, Chris wonders if being an American Buddhist guitar wizard wanna-be is worth it.
Or does any of it even matter anymore?
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Format: paperback, ebook,
Release Date: September 8, 2015
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Already on my wish list.
ReplyDelete:) It's on mine too.
DeleteThis sounds like a really really interesting book!
ReplyDeleteI agree. :)
DeleteWhen I went back to college as a middle-aged adult I made a young woman friend who was converted to Buddhism and she started a campus club to just teach a bit of the philosophy without forcing any POV down anyone's throat.
ReplyDeleteIt was an enlightening time for me, who follows a Christian religion but still holds onto my interest in the principles of Buddhism. I'm honestly curious in this book and how people raised from birth react to an American teen-aged world.
I studied it a bit in college and I can agree with some of the beliefs.
DeleteI'm also interested in seeing the POV of an American Buddhist to Christmas, especially as a teenager when belonging is so important.