Author: Gerald "Strib" Stribling

The Faces of Meditation: Gerald Stribling

  By Gerald “Strib” Stribling   When I took my first formal training in meditation, I was 24 years old. Transcendental Meditation was pretty much the only thing available in 1975. I was very enamored of learning how to defeat ruminant thoughts of utter worthlessness, even though I’d been a Marine just a few years before, and was attending graduate school on a full ride. I felt that I was unworthy of living, and those thoughts reminded me every minute of every day of my life. I owed the universe big time for just being allowed to breathe. I...

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Want to Ease Others’ Suffering? Use Laughter.

  By Gerald “Strib” Stribling I don’t like puns very much. Puns are the lowest form of humor, next to slipping on a banana peel. They’re never very funny. People don’t laugh at them so much as they roll their eyes and groan. Puns should be banned from the pages of The Tattooed Buddha. My appreciation of puns ends with em-bare-ass-ment, which actually was a pun written by the great author Robert Penn Warren in his classic novel All the King’s Men. So you can’t blame it on me. Even a pun made up by a great author is...

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Sriracha, Spicy Food & Gummy Bears: Mindful Eating as a Practice

  By Gerald “Strib” Stribling Having spent numerous months in the Socialist Republic of Sri Lanka, I consider myself an expert on spicy foods. When I lived there I used to wait and take my shower after breakfast (cold shower!) because breakfast  itself would inspire profuse sweating. I use sriracha sauce like it is ketchup, but main courses in Sri Lanka generally would insult (assault) the palates of the majority of Americans who aren’t as accustomed to that. Whenever I was invited to someone’s house for dinner, the whole family would hover around the table as I tasted grandma’s lotus-stem...

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Everyone Has a Critic (Even Buddha), So How Do I Handle That?

  By Gerald “Strib” Stribling   I get handed babies a lot—I am a magnet for smelly dogs, mentally ill people and little kids. I don’t mind smelly dogs, and I kind of like crazy people, but do not expect me to talk baby talk to your baby. If there’s an audience, I’ll pretend to talk baby talk while saying “You’re sooooo ugly, and your mother dresses you funny. Yes you are! Yes you are!” So I also get a lot of babies snatched from me as well. The younger the baby, the more surly the mother. Newborns are...

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500,000 Women Walk into a Bar

  By Gerald “Strib” Stribling   I recently posted a video clip on my Facebook page my daughter sent me from the Women’s March in Washington on January 20th. My wife, sister, daughter and 6 year old granddaughter all marched together, chanting and standing around for the most part, as an expected crowd of 200,000 marchers ended up swelling to a half-million. Little Oona made the most of it, and the following Monday she got to stand up and recite her Women’s March chants in front of the whole first grade. My wife and sister both had horrifically sore...

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