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Buddha is born again. This time, as a female Gen Z !

 An aggrieved friend 'M' recently told me that I seem very sorted in my person. I had said the same thing to another friend 'L' in the past. I learned from the developments in her life, that L has stopped fitting into my definition of what being sorted is. Before I stop fitting into M's definitions and he moves on with the 'everyone is messed up'  wisdom shortly after being more observant towards my life, I want to reveal my extraordinariness to him and to the world. After all, I am the epitome of 'having it all figured out', I am the Buddha as you have known me in the past. I was previously born in the 6th century BCE as Siddhartha and this is my story of rebirth as a female in India in the 21st century.

Animation: Raquel Beauchamp; Source: Getty Images

This is no blasphemy, I do not claim to be God. From what I have learned from my own visions of past life and history books available in India, I never claimed Godliness even in the 6th century BCE. The present era is anyways witnessing increasing numbers of variedly opinionated atheists and agonists.  I am not pulling an eccentric stunt to appear cool either, as you may think, because spirituality never goes out of fashion even if it is in disuse. Nor do I intend to leverage the insecurities, struggles, need for an anchor, demand of faith, and vigorous search for solutions to the modern problems of this age to rejuvenate my own cult. 

Think about it, I cannot go back to Buddhism. I am reborn as a female in a Hindu household (with some Buddhist influence though), and then this entire concept of eternal soul and rebirth is so Hindu! How do I preach Buddhism again when I was the one who refuted the Vedas last time! I am pleased that I was ahead of my time by being an agonist way back then and this communal polarization is certainly not my making. I have also learned that in the Gupta era, my persona was assimilated as an avatar of Vishnu. I still have no answers on that but I appreciate the inclusiveness and tolerance of this great grand religion, especially after I heard that my idols were made and all the violent iconoclasm that followed.

Although I am trapped in a female body, the same body which I scorned and repulsed last time, there are lots of similarities in my realizations then and now. Tantrism of the Gupta era did imagine me as a female deity Tara and the Sangha too started accepting women, but I never encouraged it in my past life.
Tara

Thousands of years have passed by, and things have changed. Buddhism has evolved so much from what I thought I was trying to do. I am especially intrigued by the form which my generation today, the gen Z practices, Nichiren Buddhism. 

How do I know that I am the same Buddha when I do not have my Karmic memories clear? It happened just the way it did years ago in Lumbini. My comfortable bubble of privilege sustained by my parents burst with 4 great experiences! I do not live in a palace though. But oh! the women! the women ! the Women! the bubble! the bubble! the bubble ! the bubble! the trouble!


                                                                                             (To be continued.....in the same post...as and when this Buddha gets time from her meditations!)


This is a divine avatar, that appears once in a while.   Please be formal and cautious while contacting at buddhainthe21stcentury@gmail.com
  
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