Pinkie B
Just Me
For years I've been experimenting with different religious/spiritual concepts in an attempt to free myself of the constant anxiety and ennui that has pervaded my life.
For a while I experimented with mindfulness/yoga/buddhist meditation and the concept of non-attachment. As the theory goes, all suffering is result of our attachments and our desires for Things (whether material or otherwise). I always had trouble with the idea of wanting being a bad thing because if you want nothing, why do you get out of bed in the morning? You have to at least want to eat or poop to stay alive, right? With time and contemplation I came to realize that it's less about the wanting and more about the attachment -- the feeling of "I can't live without" that is the supposed source of suffering.
But for all my efforts I cannot free myself of my attachments to things. For example, when I moved to Japan my boyfriend gave me a tiny replica of his car that he had customized (both the replica and the real thing). I carried it around in my pocked like a safety blanket and I took it out to take pictures like a traveling gnome.
Well, one photo that I took was quite a risky one as there were many people milling about and a strong wind. I had lots of stuff in my hands and as I took the photo I thought to myself, "I definitely can't stand up without putting the car back in my pocket or I will lose it!" and then I did exactly that. When I realized it I panicked, but it was too late. The little car was gone, never to be seen again and I was beside myself for days.
I didn't think of my attachment to this little car as a part of my Asperger's until just yesterday when my boyfriend asked if he should take my (new) car around like a gnome this time and as I picked it up to give it to him I unconsciously felt the car in my hands, turning it around to feel its shape just like I had done with the first car to calm myself when I was running around trying to navigate a foreign country. In the end I decided he should get his own traveling gnome because I needed my car, even though I thought it was brilliant that I might be able to see photos of it on adventures with him.
So I'm wondering, is Aspergers/Autism fundamentally inconsistent with the Buddhist concept of non attachment? Or are we just further from Nirvana than NT's are and thus destined to work even hard to reach that elusive mental state? I don't know. I don't know if it matters beyond the realization that, like so many other "quirks" of my personality, this tendency to become attached to things is not something that I can meditate away or self improve to personal ecstacy.
In the end, I'm happy to just be free of the need to "improve" this part of myself. I need my little cars to get me through the day. So what if I carry them around in my pocket like a pacifier? There are worse things to be attached to.
For a while I experimented with mindfulness/yoga/buddhist meditation and the concept of non-attachment. As the theory goes, all suffering is result of our attachments and our desires for Things (whether material or otherwise). I always had trouble with the idea of wanting being a bad thing because if you want nothing, why do you get out of bed in the morning? You have to at least want to eat or poop to stay alive, right? With time and contemplation I came to realize that it's less about the wanting and more about the attachment -- the feeling of "I can't live without" that is the supposed source of suffering.
But for all my efforts I cannot free myself of my attachments to things. For example, when I moved to Japan my boyfriend gave me a tiny replica of his car that he had customized (both the replica and the real thing). I carried it around in my pocked like a safety blanket and I took it out to take pictures like a traveling gnome.

Well, one photo that I took was quite a risky one as there were many people milling about and a strong wind. I had lots of stuff in my hands and as I took the photo I thought to myself, "I definitely can't stand up without putting the car back in my pocket or I will lose it!" and then I did exactly that. When I realized it I panicked, but it was too late. The little car was gone, never to be seen again and I was beside myself for days.
I didn't think of my attachment to this little car as a part of my Asperger's until just yesterday when my boyfriend asked if he should take my (new) car around like a gnome this time and as I picked it up to give it to him I unconsciously felt the car in my hands, turning it around to feel its shape just like I had done with the first car to calm myself when I was running around trying to navigate a foreign country. In the end I decided he should get his own traveling gnome because I needed my car, even though I thought it was brilliant that I might be able to see photos of it on adventures with him.
So I'm wondering, is Aspergers/Autism fundamentally inconsistent with the Buddhist concept of non attachment? Or are we just further from Nirvana than NT's are and thus destined to work even hard to reach that elusive mental state? I don't know. I don't know if it matters beyond the realization that, like so many other "quirks" of my personality, this tendency to become attached to things is not something that I can meditate away or self improve to personal ecstacy.
In the end, I'm happy to just be free of the need to "improve" this part of myself. I need my little cars to get me through the day. So what if I carry them around in my pocket like a pacifier? There are worse things to be attached to.