Saturday, September 01, 2012

Vipassana, Ten Day Silent Retreat- my first one



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Silence


For such a chatter-box like me this challenge sounded extreme, nonetheless, the challenge was not really the silence.  The difficulty was meditating continuously for so many hours following my breath.  Something that sounds so simple can become such a difficult task after 5 min.  You can imagine what it was then to do it for 540 minutes!


I've told my 10 day inner self adventure over 10 times already so next person that asks will be referred to this blog to find out how it went.  I'll be quiet and point to the link.

Herculean effort



In short, it was the hardest experience that I have ever had, ever!  Harder that pushing babies out.  That was a mere 6 hours max, this was over 90 hours, continuously,  so I learned,  lets say,  the hard way, meditation boot camp.  The rest of the time all I could do is eat,  and sleep like a log.  I was physically and mentally exhausted.  It was also one of the experiences that I've had afforded me the most clarity.  Through this hard work I learned a lot about myself.



I learned...

determination, paternal legacy


... that I can be disciplined, when I decide on something and I have a purpose.  I found that I have a real strong determination.  I liked learning this,  in case I ever need to use it.  I was reminded of my dad and how he answered when I asked, what can I do to make some money?  He said: "It is actually very simple: you go to sleep thinking about money and you wake up thinking about money"  In other words, if you have the discipline and a clear purpose you can accomplish anything you want.  I do not  know why I need a guru to remind me of this.  Actually, he didn't need to remind me but point me in the right direction to experience it..  I learned from my personal experience that,  I was able to achieve something that I thought impossible through discipline and determination.








motherly and grandmotherly inspiration

… that I have almost an infinite inspiration to draw from with my family.  I thought so much of my grandmother, how she prays her daily rosary methodically and asks for blessings for all of us.  This has got to have created one of the strongest shields anyone can have against any enemy.  Her discipline and faith were a stronghold during hard times.








Full moon at Inspiration Point, Berkeley, CA

… that I am addicted to new adventures and strangely unattached.  Aways I look for something new I haven't done or experienced.  I like to learn and play. When a piece of chewing gum looses its flavor I look for another one.  Good or bad, that seems to be a pattern with me with activities (boyfriends too?)












Mami, my favorite gardener

… that I couldn't be more thankful to my mother, who cultivated a spirit in me of always looking inwards.  The understanding that everything changes and that your attitude in life is what makes a difference, has solidly paved my way.  This philosophy in life has given me a constant source of peace.







family ultra-happiness

… that happiness is grown, that it soothes and lightens up any baggage, and that because of this, humor is essential.  I laughed a lot - actually, I had to swallow my laughter with silence-  just watching the characters that attended the retreat and their nuances.  And the teacher Goenka with his humorous speeches, was hilarious, acknowledging our new student skepticism when we are to follow this absurd method and rules, that by the way, ended up being of great use for me.  I am glad I could laugh at my suffering.






my youngest disciples

… that I can train my mind to be a better person, happier than I already am, more productive, equanimous, and better mother, with countless ideas to pass on to my kids and grandkids.  The gift of being able to understand yourself is priceless, it can be cultivated and shared.










leaving church

… that I don't care that I didn't formally teach my kids any religion.  With my example I have taught them to make good choices and give themselves the respect they deserve and to be compassionate with others.







Rennea at 24 is not the same than Rennea at 50


… that I can leave behind all the dresses that don't fit me anymore, because the Rennea of 30 is not the same person than the Rennea of 50, and that I can have the luxury of buying new clothes and even change my style if I want to.











Didi training her little mind


... that sleepiness, mental jumpiness, anger, pleasure and doubt, can be trained to be under your command and not the other way around.












Rennea can't stop singing

… that I can't spend 10 days without singing.  At night, looking at the stars in my uncovered tent I sang very quietly, and did indeed use my voice for it.  Well, I could have avoided this but I gave myself permission to act illegally, becoming a mischievous meditator.










a little devil? no!


… that sometimes when I meditate, sexual pleasure comes into my mind more that I care to admit.  Too much.  Like a good girl raised in nun's school for 13 years this is horrible. Lucifer wins and my angel judges me bitterly.

My Buddha,  on the other hand,  does not judge me at all for this.  Just observe and pass.

What do I choose? Obviously Buddha.  Why give myself such a hard time?  







There is much more to my story but this is the end for now.


and I keep meditating.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Anoche Ví a Mi Papá



Anoche ví a mi papá,
me lo encontré en una fiesta de año nuevo.

Me le acerqué cuando estaba a punto de introducir
un huevito de codorniz en una cremita rosada y yo lo saludé:

- ¡Epale, Guido Couttenye!
(No sé porque no salió, -Bendición papi-)

Nos abrazamos con la naturalidad y
el calor de nuestro abrazo cotidiano,
porque como que lo había visto ayer,
o esa misma tarde mas temprano.

(Lo toqué, lo sentí y su cara tocó la mía.
Y nos abrazamos rico, especialmente rico
para mi porque no fue ayer que lo ví, aunque
así se sintió.)

- Esto no me lo podía perder- dijo, refiriéndose
no se si a la fiesta o a los huevitos de codorniz.

Era cerca de la media noche.  Señoras de vestido largo.
Medio-calvos con güisky en mano.  Niños con
luces de bengala aún sin prender.  Alguien guiaba
a los invitados a un área en la terraza
para ver los fuegos artificiales.

Entonces, me empezó a hablar de la fábrica
como si you le hubiese preguntado:
-Y ¿cómo van los negocios?
- Nooooo, todo va bien.  La planta de arriba produciendo
a toda capacidad.  Las órdenes despachándose sin problema ... -
y así siguió como si yo fuese su colega, dándole a la lengua.

- Y de todas las máquinas, ¿cuál es la mas eficiente?-
le pregunto yo curiosa (sin pensar que esta es una conversación
totalmente anormal: mi papá hablando del trabajo con una hija.)

- Bueno, la de Nicasoa- afirmó con orgullo
(sonaba como Alcoa) y siguió
- Esa planta nunca nos da problemas. Esa es la que produce más y
no hay que estarle metiendo capital ni nada. -

Yo lo seguía oyendo pero poco a poco me empezaba a
sorprender.  De a poquito intuí de que esta conversación
estaba un poco rara.

- Por cierto, allí le dejé a tu mamá una tarjeta
con un millón trecientos mil.  Tu sabes, para que la tenga allí
por si cualquier cosa. -
- Chévere papi, gracias.-
- Bueno, vamos a ver los fuegos-

Me agarro del brazo con su cara de felicidad,
cabeza en alto, respirando el orgullo de llevar
junto a el a su hija emperifollada de año nuevo,
vestido largo, maquillaje y tacón.

Yo sentí su flux tieso y elegante,
sentí su mano con su anillo agarrando la mía y
sentí la felicidad inmensa
de encontrármelo, tan naturalmente, en una fiesta.

FIN

Sunday, November 06, 2011

Farewell to Windrush

Windrush: La Colina Donde Corre El Viento


a Spanglish poem for students, faculty, staff and families at Windrush 
from Rennea Couttenye, Oct 28, 2011


Windrush is a jardín on a hill.  Here I landed,
pushed by ocean breezes onto a cerrito
Here I grew and became a flor.
You have too,  since we first said hello.


Today winds are strong and take me away
like fresh cut stem, I feel some pain.
It's scary to fly in the wind
(think of it, Mary Poppins)


Still, every time I've been lifted away in el aire
I've flown to unknown places, and safely landed
and all the amigos I left behind,
are close, still friends of mine.


For all the people here at Windrush:
en la Colina Donde Corre el Viento
deséenme suerte on my take-off and flight.
I'll be back to visit in algún momento


Wish me a good landing in a place that's cool
a place friendly and nurturing and lovely
like this wonderful escuela:
The Windrush School

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Reposo de Nubes

 Lo que me gusta hacer un fin de semana en otoño


Es ir a visitar a las rocas y a las nubes


y no dejar de pasar las agujas de pino y la tierra húmeda.


al tope de capas, torres y tortas de granito



te puedes sentar a conversar o simplemente a mirar

como reposan las nubes o como se mueven 


comerte una naranja, un sanduche de salami y te tomas una foto


un mundo hermoso a mis pies




muchos caminos mas para recorrer.

Thursday, February 03, 2011

GRIS

Gris en Punta de Reyes


Gris madera naufraga de galeón
gris pacífico, gris ballena, gris tiburón.
Húmedo y puro gris que respiro
polvo atomizado, gris que llena el sediento pulmón.



Gris nubarrón, cielo borroso de entrañas
gris gaviota, gris grulla, gris araña.
Fino talco gris de transparencia
que se vuelve miníscula gota en mis pestañas.



Gris rechazando al blanco de llenura pura
gris evadiendo al negro imponente que supura.
Gris hijo, gris mulato, gris sardina
es gris de Reyes que rueda entre el prieto y la albina.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

49

Dear Friends,
I'm finally becoming a TRUE 49er:
pioneer woman, gold digger, fighting my way in the wild frontier.

On Sunday January 30th, celebrate with me that 29 years ago I arrived in San Francisco
youthful and energetic at 20, found a few gold nuggets and stayed for good.

Rennea Clementine de la Josephine Boone


Sunday Brunch
The celebration consists of an early arepada-brunch from 12:30 to 2:30
a bluegrass duet playing special 49rs music around 2:30pm
joyful laughter, lively music, and tasty arepas shared with a small group of friends
including you (not the usual bash, which I'm reserving for my 50th)

Bring violins, accordions or banjos to keep with the theme of Oh My Darling, Clementine.
"... dwelt a miner, 49er and his daughter Clementine"
(cuatros and maracas are acceptable substitutes)
Miners attire and gold pan optional.

Respondez si vous plait - (RSVP) by Jan 26 to measure the Harina Pan


Place: Rennea's Saloon-  681 Victoria St. SF 94127
Time: Jan 30, 2011- half past High Noon

48



48 days
"Siddhartha Gautama, the founder of Buddhism, sat under a bodhi tree for 48 days
attempting to understand the nature of reality and Universe. Buddhism was the result."
- source Wikipedia

48 years
"Rennea Couttenye, tropical party ambassador, has put on annual birthday celebrations for 48 years
in the attempt to perfect the most wonderful event.  The Best Party in Town is the result."
- source Rennepedia

You are invited:
FRIDAY 29 of January 2010
9:00 pm till dawn
(helper elves come at 8:00)

Bring food, drinks, a friend or two
and your dancing shoes.
snake charmers - walking over coals - exotic dancing

681 Victoria St. San Francisco CA 94127
RSVP or not : rennea@mac.com

47

FORTY-SOMETHING...
is described in Wikipedia as: "... generally accepted as the start of middle age."
say what????
It is described by Rennea as: "The point of perfect ripeness and  renaissance of the body, mind and soul"

Bearing the "ripe fruit" in mind, bring yourself to dance drink and be merry.



you are invited to
RENNEA'S B-DAY PARTY
JANUARY 31ST, 2009
8:30 pm concert-style musical entertainment
9:30pm on full-on blast dance with GUAPACHOSO BAND
11pm best drink of the party taste-test**
** bring your favorite concoction and we'll find unbiased testers for your original drink
Please bring tasty bites to share.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Nacho Libre, Contessa María Ignacia y Amadeus

It is all Tulio's fault! Oh Amadeus!

Like many of Tulio and Tere's fans from the Bay Area did,
Graciela and Rennea added to the crowd
that mobilized themselves to "the valley"
on a second week of December to help celebrate Tulio's 50's.

Obviously Rennea missed the point of it being
an elegant Venetian theme and brought some
south-of-the-border Mexican twist to the mascaraed.





Friday, October 15, 2010

Frutos y Colores

Las ciruelas amarillas de David.

Lost tomates colorados de Rennea.


Papas, yellow squash, cilantro y tomates del jardín de la casa rosada de Rennea.


El prado dorado que rodea la casa roja de David.

Friday, August 06, 2010

No a Turquía


A mediados de julio del 2010 pasé casi tres semanas en México
en un fabuloso eco-boutique hotel, Playa Viva,
que está siendo desarrollado por mis amigos Sandra y David,
quienes de querernos tanto, nos sentimos familia.

Ellos son mis padres adoptados y sus hijos Ilán y Ariella, como mis hermanos.
Los cuatro se fueron a España y Turquía de vacaciones. Mientras tanto
yo hice una limpieza- ayuno en Playa Viva. Esta me dejó limpia y esencial:
10 lb menos de cuerpo y 10 lb mas de alma.

Las personas que trabajan en Playa Viva fueron especiales, cariñosas
y una comunidad muy querida. En su libro de recuerdos
les hice un dibujo y les escribí el siguiente poema.



Mis papis se fueron
de vacaciones
con Ilán y Ariella
a navegar en Turquía

Me dejaron entonces
que yo me fuera
en recompensa
a Playa Viva

- ¿porqué no me llevan?
me preguntaba
- ¿huelo mal?
triste you gemía

Me propuse entonces
una limpieza de cuerpo
un austero ayuno
como de once días



Tomé limón,
maple y cayena
y agua salada
con mi nueva familia

Cada uno de ellos
de mi cuidaron
tal cual como si yo
fuera su hija

Julia gerenciaba
Chenca regaba
Johnny servía
agua de coco fría

Marino armonizaba
Lupe agua buscaba
José trajo sus piezas
de arqueología

Moisés mostraba tortugas
Ricardo las liberaba
Serafín limpiaba la piscina
todos los dias



Morgan educaba
Gloria limpiaba
Olga cocinaba exquisito
con gran maestría

Y así yo la pasé
caminaba en la playa
nadaba en el mar
mis libros leía

Dormía la siesta
me daba masajes
escribía poemas
y hasta yoga hacía



Me desentoxiqué
me adelgacé
me purifiqué
y ahora mal no olía

Mi nueva familia me quiere
y yo mucho los aprecio
y tambien a mis papis
que siguen en Turquía