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Basically
,
it
’
s
just
sitting
.
An
introductory
Vipassana
course
lasts
for
ten
days
,
during
which
time
you
sit
for
ten
hours
a
day
in
stretches
of
silence
that
last
two
to
three
hours
at
a
time
.
It
’
s
the
Extreme
Sports
version
of
transcendence
.
Your
Vipassana
master
won
’
t
even
give
you
a
mantra
;
this
is
considered
a
kind
of
cheating
.
Vipassana
meditation
is
the
practice
of
pure
regarding
,
witnessing
your
mind
and
offering
your
complete
consideration
to
your
thought
patterns
,
but
allowing
nothing
to
move
you
from
your
seat
.
It
’
s
physically
grueling
too
.
You
are
forbidden
to
shift
your
body
at
all
once
you
have
been
seated
,
no
matter
how
severe
your
discomfort
.
You
just
sit
there
and
tell
yourself
,
"
There
’
s
no
reason
I
need
to
move
at
all
during
the
next
two
hours
.
"
If
you
are
feeling
discomfort
then
you
are
supposed
to
meditate
upon
that
discomfort
,
watching
the
effect
that
physical
pain
has
on
you
.
In
our
real
lives
,
we
are
constantly
hopping
around
to
adjust
ourselves
around
discomfort
-
physical
,
emotional
and
psychological
-
in
order
to
evade
the
reality
of
grief
and
nuisance
.
Vipassana
meditation
teaches
that
grief
and
nuisance
are
inevitable
in
this
life
,
but
if
you
can
plant
yourself
in
stillness
long
enough
,
you
will
,
in
time
,
experience
the
truth
that
everything
(
both
uncomfortable
and
lovely
)
does
eventually
pass
.
"
The
world
is
afflicted
with
death
and
decay
,
therefore
the
wise
do
not
grieve
,
knowing
the
terms
of
the
world
,
"
says
an
old
Buddhist
teaching
.
In
other
words
:
Get
used
to
it
.
I
don
’
t
think
Vipassana
is
necessarily
the
path
for
me
.
It
’
s
far
too
austere
for
my
notions
of
devotional
practice
,
which
generally
revolve
around
compassion
and
love
and
butterflies
and
bliss
and
a
friendly
God
(
what
my
friend
Darcey
calls
"
Slumber
Party
Theology
"
)
.
There
isn
’
t
even
any
talk
about
"
God
"
in
Vipassana
,
since
the
notion
of
God
is
considered
by
some
Buddhists
to
be
the
final
object
of
dependency
,
the
ultimate
fuzzy
security
blanket
,
the
last
thing
to
be
abandoned
on
the
path
to
pure
detachment
.
Now
,
I
have
my
own
personal
issues
with
the
very
word
detachment
,
having
met
spiritual
seekers
who
already
seem
to
live
in
a
state
of
complete
emotional
disconnect
from
other
human
beings
and
who
,
when
they
talk
about
the
sacred
pursuit
of
detachment
,
make
me
want
to
shake
them
and
holler
,
"
Buddy
,
that
is
the
last
thing
you
need
to
practice
!
"
Still
,
I
can
see
where
cultivating
a
measure
of
intelligent
detachment
in
your
life
can
be
a
valuable
instrument
of
peace
.
And
after
reading
about
Vipassana
meditation
in
the
library
one
afternoon
,
I
got
to
thinking
about
how
much
time
I
spend
in
my
life
crashing
around
like
a
great
gasping
fish
,
either
squirming
away
from
some
uncomfortable
distress
or
flopping
hungrily
toward
ever
more
pleasure
.
And
I
wondered
whether
it
might
serve
me
(
and
those
who
are
burdened
with
the
task
of
loving
me
)
if
I
could
learn
to
stay
still
and
endure
a
bit
more
without
always
getting
dragged
along
on
the
potholed
road
of
circumstance
.
All
these
questions
came
back
to
me
this
evening
,
when
I
found
a
quiet
bench
in
one
of
the
Ashram
gardens
and
decided
to
sit
in
meditation
for
an
hour
-
Vipassana
-
style
.
No
movement
,
no
agitation
,
not
even
mantra
-
just
pure
regarding
.
Let
’
s
see
what
comes
up
.
Unfortunately
,
I
had
forgotten
about
what
"
comes
up
"
at
dusk
in
India
:
mosquitoes
.
As
I
soon
as
I
sat
down
on
that
bench
in
the
lovely
gloaming
,
I
could
hear
the
mosquitoes
coming
at
me
,
brushing
against
my
face
and
landing
-
in
a
group
assault
-
on
my
head
,
ankles
,
arms
.
And
then
their
fierce
little
burns
.
I
didn
’
t
like
this
.
I
thought
,
"
This
is
a
bad
time
of
day
to
practice
Vipassana
meditation
.
"
On
the
other
hand
-
when
is
it
a
good
time
of
day
,
or
life
,
to
sit
in
detached
stillness
?
When
isn
’
t
there
something
buzzing
about
,
trying
to
distract
you
and
get
a
rise
out
of
you
?
So
I
made
a
decision
(
inspired
again
by
my
Guru
’
s
instruction
that
we
are
to
become
scientists
of
our
own
inner
experience
)
.
I
presented
myself
with
an
experiment
-
what
if
I
sat
through
this
for
once
?
Instead
of
slapping
and
griping
,
what
if
I
sat
through
the
discomfort
,
just
for
one
hour
of
my
long
life
?
So
I
did
it
.
In
stillness
,
I
watched
myself
get
eaten
by
mosquitoes
.
To
be
honest
,
part
of
me
was
wondering
what
this
little
macho
experiment
was
meant
to
prove
,
but
another
part
of
me
well
knew
-
it
was
a
beginner
’
s
attempt
at
self
-
mastery
.
If
I
could
sit
through
this
nonlethal
physical
discomfort
,
then
what
other
discomforts
might
I
someday
be
able
to
sit
through
?
What
about
emotional
discomforts
,
which
are
even
harder
for
me
to
endure
?
What
about
jealousy
,
anger
,
fear
,
disappointment
,
loneliness
,
shame
,
boredom
?
