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What’s in a Name?

Posted by Amanda Gray on July 1, 2011

I was not born with the name Amanda. Very early as a child, I was dissatisfied with my birth name. At 5, I tried to get people to call me Laura (from The Waltons), and then later, around 7, I wanted to be called Ginger (from Gilligan’s Island). I first heard the name Amanda when my Mom told me that, if she’d had a second daughter, that’s what she would’ve been named. I remember thinking, “Why would she have gotten the good name?” I was jealous of a sibling that didn’t even exist!

I started introducing myself as Amanda at the age of 15. I adamantly forced my family and friends to convert to using the new name, and for my 16th birthday present, my parents paid for my name to be changed officially.

As Amanda, I was reborn. I created myself anew, and separated myself from all that went before. This new self was way cooler than the old self. The old self was totally boring, totally nothing. Now I would be a something. I would be everything I decided to be: smart, beautiful, glamorous, unique, and dramatic.  What I didn’t understand then, was that by rejecting and judging myself – whether with positive or negative adjectives, I therefore judged against my authentic self, as pure spirit. 

About two years ago, I realized that the name, Amanda, was also a derivative of Ananda, one of the Buddha’s disciples. It became part of my spiritual work, at that time, to forge a strong connection with the historical Ananda. I considered it rather amazing that I would be attracted to that name as a relatively ‘non-spiritual’ pre-teen, and then, later, become such an avid student of enlightenment. It’s also curious that Ananda had the most retentive memory and, in my experience as an actor, I found it so easy to memorize lines, word for word, and to retain them exactly as such throughout the run of the play, as if carved in stone.

The astute among you have probably already figured out why my site’s named “Anagram Day.” Those of you who haven’t, I’m sure, just didn’t think about it. It’s a very simple riddle. So simple that the key to answering it is in the name itself – anagram. So, yes, it’s an anagram. For…? Yes, that’s right, for my name. Once upon a time, I put my name into one of those online anagram generators. When I noticed Anagram Day in the list, I thought it was rather witty that my name included the root of the puzzle. As if “I” was the very origin of the puzzle itself. Whoo – far out, man!

Today, I’m thinking of Anagram Day as something even more. I’m recognizing it as a reclamation of my childhood. It integrates the inner child self that I forcefully rejected when I changed my name to Amanda. It even integrates the ancient ancestry I feel for my spiritual brother, Ananda. Anagram Day is the name that brings them all together: Amanda, Ananda (Ana-da – well, perhaps that’s stretching it a bit. lol.) and… my birth name, Ann (An).

May God bless this day… this holy anagram day. 😉


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The Riddle of the Chicken and the Road – Part 2

Posted by Amanda Gray on May 24, 2011

Spoiler Alert! Please read Part 1 before continuing.

Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to the other side.

So… did you do the exercise? Did you hold the riddle, lightly, in your mind and let it percolate? What did you discover? Have you solved it? Have you found a truth at the heart of human experience?

The wisdom I received for this riddle entered through a back door. It came while I was asking something else. I was in my meditation chair, intending to meditate. Yet, my mind was noisy. I had worries and problems that tumbled around incessantly, like socks in a dryer. After some time, I was frustrated, and asked myself, “If it’s true that I create my experience, then why would I create obstacles? Why would I choose to put a mountain in my way?” I didn’t think about it, the answer simply popped into my head: To get to the other side. In an instantaneous download (prajna), I understood the chicken and the road riddle completely.

The chicken is me. A chicken. Not a horse, or a dog, or a lion. Why am I a chicken? What qualities does a chicken have? If I call someone a chicken, I’m calling him or her a coward. Chickens are afraid.

The road is an obstacle. A road to cross, or a mountain to climb, or a problem to solve. If I look at an obstacle from a chicken’s perspective, I’m afraid of it. I want to run away from the obstacle or avoid it completely, but I can’t, because, like the road stretched out infinitely ahead and behind, it now dominates my whole world. If the obstacle can’t be avoided, there’s only one other way to run: cross the road, climb the mountain, or solve the problem.

Like a terrified little chicken, I run for my life across the pavement and into the ditch on the other side. Whew. Made it. I got to the other side. Yippee!

A road, like any division in the mind, always separates the problem from the solution, the question from the answer. The chicken crossed the road to solve the problem, but has the problem really been solved? What happens when the chicken turns around? ACK! The road! It’s still there! An ominous beast of a thing… but now the chicken knows what to do. It can run across the road, and so it does. Whew. Made it. Yippee!

Just like the hamster wheel I’ve talked about in a previous post, the chicken could keep running across the road, infinitely. Tracing the same steps, never really going anywhere. So, fear keeps me running: away from something I think I don’t like, or toward something I think I do like. The ‘other side’ is an illusion, another riddle, and it has to be solved too.

Avoid the problem = no. Attack the problem head on = no. There is a third solution that can’t be seen until division is removed from the mind. Fear and division go hand in hand. If I’m a chicken, is fear intrinsic to my being? Can I become something other than a chicken?

‘Chicken’ is a label, a symbol. It doesn’t mean anything unless I decide it does. Am I really a chicken? No, of course not. I’m ME! I simply decide not to call myself a chicken. Poof!

Now I’m no longer approaching the obstacle with fear. The road has no power over me. My choices are not limited to this side or that side. Now I see the third choice. Something so overwhelmingly obvious, I’m rather disgusted I didn’t see it sooner. I pause, for a moment, to kick myself, and then…

I take my place, boldly, on the centre line and walk, peacefully and happily, along the road.


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The Riddle of the Chicken and the Road – Part 1

Posted by Amanda Gray on May 18, 2011

I’m sure that most people have heard this riddle, often asked by a child:

Why did the chicken cross the road?

I might, at first, take the question literally, and answer with the first thoughts in my mind:

  • Because there was food over there. 
  • Because it was going to get hit by a truck.

If I know it’s a riddle, and that the answer is often obscure, perhaps I’ll stretch my mind a little farther:

  • To go bock, bock, bock in time.
  • To get away from the Disco Duck.

But by then, I’m tired of the mental exercise.  I give up, and ask my young friend to reveal the answer:

To get to the other side.

The obvious.  Boo.  How disappointing.  I could’ve come up with that.  Ha ha ha, so funny… NOT.  The child, on the other hand, is delighted, and goes off to find more inane questions with which to bother people.

Rarely does anyone look more deeply into this riddle.  Don’t be deceived by the elegant simplicity of the ‘question’ or the obviousness of its ‘answer’.  It’s a riddle with two parts, and they are inseparable.  The riddle, as a whole, is asking to be completely seen:

Why did the chicken cross the road?  To get to the other side.  

Dismiss it as a silly joke, or, hold it, lightly, in the mind.  Percolate upon it, and perhaps it will reveal a truth at the heart of human experience.

Give up?  At a later date, I’ll post Part 2, and discuss the solution as it was revealed to me.


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