Our spiritual journeys have been shaped profoundly by the examples of the Buddha and St. Francis of Assisi. Their lives speak to the universal human experiences of suffering and awakening that transcend traditions. We find ourselves drawn to their counter-cultural embrace of the difficult, their humble solidarity with those who suffer, and their transformations sparked by great love and great pain.
Like the Buddha, we have witnessed the pervasive realities of aging, sickness, death, and the human struggle all around us. The privileges and comforts we may have been born into could not shield us forever from these “passing signs” that shatter the illusion of a perfect, permanent existence. And like him, we realized that turning a blind eye to the tragedies of this world was unsustainable. A profound spiritual hunger arose to find meaning and peace amidst the relentless reminders of impermanence.
The Buddha’s journey resonates with our own experiences of upending our inherited societal narratives and assumptions. Just as he was groomed for a life of power and status only to renounce it, we have had to let go of deeply conditioned desires for wealth, success, control – the siren songs of ego that promised but could never deliver true freedom. His realization of the Four Noble Truths struck a chord: that suffering is inherent to human existence, arising from our habitual cravings and aversions, but that there is a path out of this cycle through the development of wisdom, ethical conduct and meditation.
Like St. Francis, many of us experienced pivotal confrontations with suffering – personal traumas, social injustices, moral crises – that became catalysts for our awakenings. We witnessed how Francis’s own conversion was born out of disillusionment with violence, privilege and moral bankruptcy despite his family’s status. Seeing his solidarity with the poor, the ill, the outcast, we were called to re-examine our own relationship to those who suffer, to those we had been taught to ignore, oppress or fear.
Francis’s path of “descent” – renouncing wealth and ego, embracing poverty and humility – became a template for our own journeys of ego-transcendence. Just as he stripped himself naked to shed his attachment to possessions and status, we had to vulnerably shed the personas and false selves we had spent lifetimes constructing. His example gave us permission to stop idolizing power, productivity and problem-solving as societal values had insisted, and instead cultivate a “tragic sense of life” that allowed space for grief, weakness, and apparent “failure.”
The image of trees took on new resonance for us after learning their symbolic importance for the Buddha and St. Francis. Like them, we have found refuge in forests, shelters of silence and integration where we could witness the cyclical beauty of arising and passing away. Sitting under boughs that had born witness to generations of human joy and suffering inspired us to also become grounded presences, holding paradoxes of life and death without flinching. In our fast-paced, human-centered worlds, trees became teachers of patient, non-judging awareness.
As we contemplated the Buddha’s emphasis on the “middle way” between extreme asceticism and indulgence, we were prompted to interrogate our own tendencies. Were we fueling our spiritual impoverishment through cravings for pleasure, possessions or perpetual busyness and distraction? Or were we caught in judgment, self-denial and toxic aversions? The path of balance became increasingly clear – to neither compulsively avoid nor cling to our experiences, but to meet each moment, each feeling, with radical acceptance and openness.
Both the Buddha and St. Francis opened our eyes to how easily we can rush to “fix” suffering or cover over wounds, glossing over the very experiences that catalyze profound healing and transformation. The Japanese art of Kintsugi, repairing broken ceramics with veins of gold, became a poignant metaphor. We learned to let our hearts “stay shattered” for a while rather than hurrying to ornament the cracks. Grief needed to be fully metabolized; the “fire” needed to leave its mark on us before any re-integration could occur.
In the rawness of our broken places, beauty and resilience had space to blossom. Sitting with the anguish of the world’s suffering became a powerful alchemical practice. Rather than turning away from the charnel grounds of human experience, we intentionally turned towards them through practices like hospice work, prison dharma, and activism. Like bodhisattvas, we vowed to go towards the most difficult, darkest edges of existence. Our tears flowed more freely as our analytical minds relinquished their grasping at false control. Anger grew supple into compassion.
The spiritual fruits of this labor ripened gradually. Bearing conscious witness to the extreme experiences of dying, violence, oppression, and trauma became a fire that forged us into stronger presences. Our fear softened into a courageous empathy. Our spiritual bypassing, our adolescent quests for bliss and enlightenment fantasies, matured into a fierce love for this flawed, unstable world. We stopped asking the egocentric question “What’s in it for me?” but devoted ourselves to the bodhisattva’s vow of “May I be of benefit.”
Like the Buddha and St. Francis before us, we came to embrace the world exactly as it was – horrific beauty and breathtaking anguish woven inextricably. Our inner freedom blossomed not in spite of life’s fragilities and uncertainties but because we stopped craving certainty. We stopped treating impermanence as a personal failing or something to transcend, but opened ourselves to its radical teachings in each moment. Our spiritual practice was a training to stay present no matter what arises – prajna and upaya in the throes of birth, death, injustice, passion, even mundane routines.
With this freedom came engagement. When the Buddha awakened under the Bodhi tree, he did not remain there but arose to offer his insights to a suffering world. His teachings emerged not from escapist philosophy but the grit of real human lives being transformed through practice. St. Francis too turned his realization outward, rejecting the privilege of monastery life and taking his radical Way into the streets, forests, and frontlines of society’s blindspots. For who were we if not them? We were the 99% they served as much as the 1% we hailed from.
Barriers dissolved between the personal and systemic, secular and spiritual, inner and outer work. We could not be free while others were oppressed. Our liberation was bound to the liberation of all beings and systems. This fired us up not just for our own individual pursuit of awakening, but a collective spiritual activism aimed at transforming the very roots of suffering. With open hearts, we gave ourselves over to movements for social and environmental justice, applying eternal truths about interconnection to our civic efforts.
The Buddha’s discovery of the Four Noble Truths and the Eightfold Path crystalized for us into non-dual praxis. Gone were dogmas separating meditation from daily life. The eight factors became an applied radiance, with each right view, thought, action, and concentration extending into every relationship, decision, and effort. St. Francis’ vow to wed himself to “Lady Poverty” evolved into a radical divestment from spiritually bankrupt systems leeching the planet. Together, their examples showed us the possibility and necessity of an engaged, earthly, and embodied enlightenment.