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Letter from a Surmang Shedra Volunteer

Martin Bieri teaching English to monks at the Surmang Shedra

Hello. This is Martin, a Shambhala member from Bern, Switzerland, writing to you. As I travel through China on my way home after staying this summer in Surmang, I’d like to give you just a small idea about my impressions and experiences of this beautiful spot of eastern Tibet.

After six months of preparation filled with many uncertainties, I finally traveled in Surmang Khenpo’s car around the last curve of the shabby gravel road of the endless Surmang valley, first seeing the stupas, then the tiny little village, and at last the Shedra in its full majesty.

My stay in the Shedra from the beginning of July to mid-September was a wonderful, intense and very interesting time. When I say wonderful, I mean it in the sense of a large scale of feelings—from being shocked and maybe even panicked at the beginning to discovering a lot of joy and deep appreciation. I experienced a heavy dose of culture shock, which adjusted my romantic ideas about Tibet. This brought me closer in contact with the earthy, very simple, but spiritual life of the people.

The people are living in a totally third-world situation and I saw how hard the circumstances are, how tough these people have to be, and also how kind and cheerful they are. We had large differences in understanding such questions as what is dirt, what is good food, when is a job done, and so on. I had to learn a lot: what it means to not have a toilet (or know about toilet paper), running water or electricity.

In the beginning of my stay, it rained a lot. It was still the rainy season—cold, wet, and the yak-grass hills looked gray. My possibilities for communication seemed very, very poor. I didn’t speak Tibetan and the few words I knew, nobody could understand (wrong dialect), and no one spoke one word of English. The land seemed sinister to me, and I felt isolated. However, very quickly, everybody knew me. They waved at me when passing by and talked to me, although I could not understood what they were saying. Not they, but I was the exotic one.

After a while, as I got to know them better, my contact became more personal. And the weather became nicer. Summertime started. The farmers, both men and women still in their traditional clothes, worked in the little barley fields. Yak herds were grazing in the hills. We had beautiful warm days, with a vast deep blue sky and white cloud-boats drifting in it. It gave the exact picture of how we imagine the Tibetan world. The whole area showed me its friendly face, so brilliant.

The heart of my visit was living in the Shedra, where I had a nice monk’s room of my own. From outside, the Shedra looks beautiful and grand. Inside, many parts of the building are still unfinished and some areas look like a construction site. I hope that they can keep going to finish the construction and that they will have the energy to do it, as there is now under construction another monastery building (the lhakang) for the monks of the Surmang community.

Living together with the young monks was an education in itself. Of forty young monks of ages from 7 to over 25, most are “in the full prime of their youth” between 13 to 18 years old, in the middle of their puberty. They are wild and full of energy. There is one monk in his thirties, who is teaching Buddhist Studies. Beside this, there is not yet very much guidance for them. As a group, they created a kind of living body—alive, always moving, like rippling water, where drops spill and splash without rest.

Throughout my stay, we held our English class in the morning. For me, it was good. It was the way I could communicate, even in a clumsy way. For them, it was not easy. Perhaps no one told them that a foreign guy would come and they would suddenly have to learn English.

In the class, I was kind of strict. Our ideas of what discipline is diverged a lot! But I required them, as well as I could, to learn. All in all, we did well and some started to learn! And then they always called me teacher.

Aside from the English class I was “free like a bird.” I had a lot of time for myself to trek and explore the area, contemplating Tibetan life and life altogether. I could do my own practice, which I appreciated.
I am proud that we started and ended every class with a (very) short session of shamatha meditation. It seemed to them the strangest thing to do, but I referred to the great Kagyu gurus of mahamudra. Over my time in Surmang, I got to know the monks quite well, and all of them showed me their unique personality. I liked them very much. I saw how strong, tough, but also friendly, modest and cheerful they are.

Yes, a wonderful time it was! Through the blessings of the gurus, especially Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche, it was a precious, rich time. I will always remember it as something powerful, clear, almost pure. Of course, there remain many questions. About so many things I had controversial feelings. For example, I felt a big gap between our new Shambhala Buddhist culture and the traditional one. I care about what will happen in Surmang. What will its future be in this time of rapid change, when Tibet sees more and more Chinese faces, building houses and roads, who may command the direction to be followed?

Martin Bieri
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9 responses to “ Letter from a Surmang Shedra Volunteer ”
  1. Loden Nyima
    Oct 16, 2011
    Reply

    Thanks for sharing. It’s wonderful to have a glimpse of Surmang and to read of your experience. Much love from Gampo Abbey.

  2. Jangchub Senge
    Oct 17, 2011
    Reply

    Yes, thank you for your account of the trip and adventure.

  3. Linda V. Lewis
    Oct 17, 2011
    Reply

    Excellent and honest article on Surmang and the many changes and difficulties. Thank you so much for sharing. You were very brave and adventurous, and am sure the monks learned a bit more than English from you–for example, even if the shamatha which began and ended your class does not continue, am sure the power of that formless meditation “put a good bug in their bonnet”.

  4. Valérie Buess
    Oct 20, 2011
    Reply

    Merci Tinu!
    Very touching,- very clear.
    Thanks a lot for sharing.
    Have a smooth “coming back”…!

  5. Martin, thank you so much for sharing this–it is wonderful to be able peak into Surmang in this way.

  6. Ellen Fasano
    Nov 3, 2011
    Reply

    Martin, I truly enjoyed your story of teaching in Surmang. What a wonderful adventure! You have brought up some very important points about the divergence of the Shambhala sangha from the traditional Buddhist teachings, which continues to be of concern to me as a Vajrayana practitioner for more than 25 years and member of the NY Shambhala Center.

  7. Chris Keyser
    Nov 14, 2011
    Reply

    Martin, thank you for sharing your wonderful account and for your generous service to the Surmang community. Can you please add some captions for the beautiful photos to further illuminate your journey?
    Many thanks.

  8. Thank you for sharing. I would love to visit sometime. Did you see any women teaching English with either the lay children or nuns? It looks like one kid in the motorcycle pic is on his cell phone. They can get reception out there with those mountains??? :)

  9. Yanthe Vecellio
    Dec 18, 2011
    Reply

    wow, my heart. it longs for that place. thankyou so much for sharing your experience.
    i love chogyam trungpa. its really touching to hear about the place where he came from in its present situation.


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