The Wheel of Life
is the spiritual autobiography of John Blofeld (1913-1987), a world-renowned British scholar and writer who devoted his life to the study of Eastern traditions, especially Buddhism and Taoism. With wit, honesty, and humility, Blofeld portrays his search for wisdom and his discovery of a genuine spiritual path. He describes in vivid detail his life in Pek
The Wheel of Life
is the spiritual autobiography of John Blofeld (1913-1987), a world-renowned British scholar and writer who devoted his life to the study of Eastern traditions, especially Buddhism and Taoism. With wit, honesty, and humility, Blofeld portrays his search for wisdom and his discovery of a genuine spiritual path. He describes in vivid detail his life in Peking and his travels in Tibet, Mongolia, China, India, and Burma: the worlds of remote mountain monasteries, the sacred inner chambers of sages and yogis, and the inspired lives of simple, ordinary people. The book is particularly valuable for its sensitive picture of a world that no longer exists. As Huston Smith remarks in his Foreword, "Blofeld encountered Chinese Buddhism and Taosim at a very special moment in history, the final moment before they came under Communist onslaught. To have his intimate glimpses into what they were like as still-living traditions is historically important."
Among John Blofeld's notable books are
The Tantric Mysticism of Tibet
and
Bodhisattva of Compassion,
both in Shambhala Dragon Editions, and
The Book of Changes,
a translation of the
I Ching.
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Paperback
,
316 pages
Published
November 28th 1988
by Shambhala
(first published 1959)
I first read this book when a student of Chinese religion several decades ago, but spotted it again last week while searching for another book on the Buddhist concept of hell. I don't know why I took it down and began to leaf through it, then sat down to read it again over the past few days, but am so glad I did.
First of all, despite its title
The Wheel of Life
and cover photo, the work has little to do with the Buddhist concept of hell, but rather with life itself--in this case, the life of it
I first read this book when a student of Chinese religion several decades ago, but spotted it again last week while searching for another book on the Buddhist concept of hell. I don't know why I took it down and began to leaf through it, then sat down to read it again over the past few days, but am so glad I did.
First of all, despite its title
The Wheel of Life
and cover photo, the work has little to do with the Buddhist concept of hell, but rather with life itself--in this case, the life of its author and his on-again/off-again search for the eternal Truth, a path that winds through many different schools and practices of Buddhism, and lingers for a while in Zen, before staying its course in Vajrayana Buddhism.
This wonderfully honest and charming autobiography takes us back to the days before many of the famous temples in China were destroyed (first by the Japanese, then the Communists, then the Red Guards), back when John could wear a long grey Chinese gown in the streets of Beijing without seeming eccentric, or hire a mule cart to carry him up to the heights of Mt. Tai Shan. It's a lovely tale of a young man who had Chuangzi's butterfly dream when he was 5 years old, and convinced a maiden aunt to buy a small Buddha for him when 9, and who left for China to live his dream while still at University. He converted to Buddhism as an adolescent and spent the rest of his life--sometimes more ardently and earnestly than others--trying to follow its path, but he is honest throughout of his successes and failures in this area. It's also a tale of shamans and travel experiences, meetings with great teachers and Lamas and even the Dalai Lama himself. As one shares with the author his disappointments and insights, one can only hope that in the last decade of his life he was more content with his progress than he confesses in the book's final chapter.
Reading it, one feels as though one is sitting in John's study, sharing a glass of sherry and listening to his life story. I never wanted the visit to end. Yes it's outdated, but that gave me the opportunity to step back into time and engage with the past that was China and as a Metropolitan curator [Marla Prather] once said, "Anytime you can step out of time [with an art work] is a gift from that artist". Readers who enjoy this book will also enjoy reading
The Years that were Fat
by George Kates and will certainly want to read others works by Blofeld himself.
fascinating portrait of buddhist life in pre-war china and mid-century asia. ahead of its time, it delves deeply into buddhism and the east before the counterculture and subsequent generations of yuppies made it fashionable for westerners, yet the author is possessed of a distinctly archaic, late-imperial british orientalism. it's also an interesting and sympathetic portrait of a spiritual traveler who is incredibly earnest and adventurous when it comes to seeking out temples and teachers but sl
fascinating portrait of buddhist life in pre-war china and mid-century asia. ahead of its time, it delves deeply into buddhism and the east before the counterculture and subsequent generations of yuppies made it fashionable for westerners, yet the author is possessed of a distinctly archaic, late-imperial british orientalism. it's also an interesting and sympathetic portrait of a spiritual traveler who is incredibly earnest and adventurous when it comes to seeking out temples and teachers but slothful when it comes to spiritual practice itself. that's ultimately what makes him relatable despite his seemingly extraordinary life and travels.
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A wonderful narrative that not only educated me about Buddhism (and I knew nothing about it!), but also had detailed, vivid descriptions of now-lost times and places.
This book lacked a certain passion but was still a very intelligent and enjoyable book by one of the west' foremost writers on Buddhism. Blofeld visited China and Tibet before the Maoist revolution and offers much in those terms.