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Watching Water Turn to Water
a poem by Boston Shambhala Center Coordinator, Sarah Lipton May 19, 2010 watching water turn to water where is the poetry ‘neathe sodden clouds in the middle of a city? like ducks or geese the many dogs we dodge around looking for or hiding from some attainment of the meaning of meaning raindrops fall from the clouds of our ... continuePosted June 14, 2010 by Sarah
Shambhala Guide Training
Congratulations to Greg Smith, Jim Infantino and Simon Spiller from Boston for successfully completing the recent Shambhala Guide Training at Karme Choling!!! The program was intense and powerful, directed by Acharya Arawana Hayashi and Assistant Directed by a wonderful group: Charlie Trageser, Gail Flynn, Joe Inskeep ... continuePosted May 4, 2010 by Sarah
the dance of spring – HIGHLIGHT
magnolias burst like blossoms of snow remembrance of winter past but indicative of spring to come what pain must each bud feel before ripping off the gauze of green and exposing the tenderest petals to the merciless tempests of wind and rain? continuePosted March 23, 2010 by Sarah
Sunshine and Storm – HIGHLIGHT
Days of Sunshine and Storm by guest writer Frank Ryan Have been told that Mamo is a term of affection for dakinis of open awake sunshine and storm tuning in or turning stone. Neither casually cruising nor ponderously proclaiming, we invite, praise and command these various women who fill a thousand realms to banish into space these viper mirages of ... continuePosted February 7, 2010 by Deanna Kaplan
Crazy Wisdom – HIGHLIGHT
Poem by Lama Ugyen Yogin of crazy Who wandered at Taktsang Cave You discovered Mahamudra Your students are practicing with it May we attain some fruition. Nobody knows if we will attain fruition or not It depends on individuals. I cannot promise I hope you do This is the Vidyadhara Trungpa Rinpoche’s vision If everybody follows it There ... continuePosted January 30, 2010 by Editor
among the snowflakes – HIGHLIGHT
To one and all Among the snowflakes settling on each other like accumulations of karma or of understanding ... continuePosted January 29, 2010 by Sarah
Kitchen Shrine at Dorje Dzong
Phyllis Segura offers recommendations for a kitchen shrine, inspired by our recent interview with Sangyum Wendy Friedman and Kusung Dapon Noel McLellan on Shambhala Households. Click on images to enlarge: The offerings here are a rice paddle and chopsticks. The shrine should also contain a rice offering ... continuePosted January 2, 2010 by Phyllis Segura
Three Poems by Gesar Mukpo – HIGHLIGHT
The Vancouver Shambhala Center shares three poems by Gesar Mukpo during his visit last spring to Vancouver for the world premier of his film, Tulku. Tulku is a documentary film about the meeting of East and West through certain individuals who embody both–namely reincarnations of Tibetan ... continuePosted September 9, 2009 by paulbel
the courage of grass – HIGHLIGHT
the courage of grass in the Rocky Mountains on the edge of the prairie you can see a thunderstorm approach miles away it seems though the heat of lightning is as sharp and close as the red ants beneath my feet the thunder thrills and our hearts race like deer through the meadow wild flowers shine bravely before ... continuePosted July 6, 2009 by Sarah
For the Vidyadhara
A poem by Steven Shippee, written on the Twenty-Second Parinirvana of the Vidyadhara, Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche Chokyi Gyatso, you are like a phone call in the middle of my favorite show, like a doorbell when I’m drifting off, like that falling dream that startles me awake in the middle of ... continuePosted April 27, 2009 by
Warrior Song of King Gesar
Our earth is wounded Her oceans and lakes are sick Her rivers are like running sores The air is filled with subtle poisons And the oily smoke of countless hellish fires blackens the sun Day has become night. Fish are born deformed; birds fall lifeless from the sky Forests and plains wither Animals running ... continuePosted April 17, 2009 by Jennifer Holder
A Wary Invitation to my Future Child by Ethan Nichtern
“And you that shall cross from shore to shore years hence, are more to me, and more in my meditations, than you might suppose.” - Walt Whitman, Crossing Brooklyn Ferry 1. The Disclaimer Let me just say I’m not expecting you for a while Except by tragedy of bubble-burst ... continuePosted April 10, 2009 by Jessica Sarapoff
The Fistfight is Over
A poem by Frank Ryan, written on the occasion of the 22nd Parinirvana of Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche Fistfight is Over Beyond coming or going our deepest longing and tender love. The fistfight is over. Now waltzing with phenomena which never strays from the expanse of your vast ... continuePosted April 5, 2009 by Louise_Miller
Two Poems from White Clouds: 108 Poems by John Castlebury
CHYRON FOR A WALK The yellow field or the green-tinted field The blue font scrawling in a neat hand Pink rose looks strange out of its element Paperweight rocks from the beach sit idly Stepping stones are nearly overgrown As blue font scrawls across yellow field Rain steams off the road like ... continuePosted April 4, 2009 by Jessica Sarapoff
Chogyam Trungpa reads Trungpa the Poet – HIGHLIGHT
In this recording, taken from the Audio Archives of Naropa University, the Vidyadhara reads few of his poems, accompanied by David Rome. Each poem is introduced by him. The reading includes poetry written in English, as well as his poetry written in Tibetan and translated into ... continuePosted April 3, 2009 by Jessica Sarapoff

















