Saw her brain boiling, falling out the back of her charred, cracked skull.
Prayed for her to be born into the pureland.
Saw her brains bubbling through eyeholes in her charred skull.
Prayed for her to be free of doubt and terrifying images.
Saw the fat of her body, yellow in the fire, bubbling.
Prayed for her to have confidence.
Saw her arm bone, without hand, rise up from the fire.
Visualized the pure land.
Saw some blood squirt straight up out of the pile of charred flesh and bone, suddenly.
Visualized her entering the pure land.
I looked around the hearth at my friends–still living, vivid, animated. Brought to life by the reality of the burning corpse.
— November 24, 2015
Floral Notes and Bardo: The Creative Chronicles of a Shambhala Mountain Resident is a regular feature on the SMC blog in which a member of our staff/community shares his experience of living as part of Shambhala Mountain Center.
About the Author
Travis Newbill is a writer, musician, and aspirant on the path of meditation. He currently resides at Shambhala Mountain Center, where he handles the SMC Blog, and other marketing tasks. He also gives tours of the Great Stupa and is empowered as a Shambhala Guide — a preliminary teaching position. Check out: travisnewbill.com Follow Travis on twitter: @travisnewbill