All posts tagged: Avalokiteshvara

Floral Notes and Bardo: Auspicious Tick?

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 existing as part of Shambhala Mountain Center. This morning, on our way down the hill, past the lake, the wind blowing — ripples on the surface — on the dusty trail, a conversation about auspiciousness. Last night I arrived back at the cabin — my future official residence on the land — Oh… news yesterday… as I was walking to the bathroom, Molly pulled up and rolled down the window, Patrick (so famous now!) was in the passenger seat and she asked if it was alright for her to show Patrick the yurt — Avalokiteshvara — the most auspicious abode I’ve occupied — anyway, Ryan has been considering moving in.  During Sadhana of Mahamudra on Parinirvana day in the Stupa, he said his mind kept flashing on it.  So, yesterday I told him that someone else may be interested and at dinner he told me: …

Floral Notes and Bardo: Trip Less

By Travis Newbill Floral Notes and Bardo: The Creative Chronicles of a Shambhala Mountain Resident is a daily feature on the SMC blog in which a member of our staff/community shares his experience of existing as part of Shambhala Mountain Center. In the dark, in the heat of Grandfather’s breath, I felt layers of frivolity dissolving.  There are more layers. So often thrown by chattering mind, entertainment-seeking — scattered.  It’s just play.  Sand slipping through fingers — colored sand.  Still, this is a precious opportunity.  So, I’d like to trip less and dance more. Yesterday, sweat-lodge ceremony.  So grateful.  It brings me into touch — with my bones, the earth, sky, elements, and my fellows.  Refreshed afterwards, and wholesomely, beautifully tired. After dinner, Heather and I went up to Avalokiteshvara.  My old friend Michael “had us over.”  It was his little yurt before it was my little yurt.  He’s been on the land recently doing a long retreat, and he’s been staying in there once again — which has cool been very cool for him, and for …

Floral Notes and Bardo: My Lil’ Spot and the Ongoing Miracle

By Travis Newbill Floral Notes and Bardo: The Creative Chronicles of a Shambhala Mountain Resident is a daily feature on the SMC blog in which a member of our staff/community shares his experience of existing as part of Shambhala Mountain Center. “…the womb of Avalokitesvara, a vast secret silence, springtime in the Void…” –Jack Kerouac Drawn like a sketch, watercolor, drawn by a star–across the meadow, into a spot in the valley –feels like home.  I’m in my spot.  I am that spot.  That spot is my spot.  There is no better spot for me. After four months in the cushy (oh so cushy!) lodge, we’ve moved back out into the woods, into our little cabins and trailers.  I’m so glad for it.  I’d been becoming a bit attached to lodge living–a bit lazy, a bit like vacation. Now, getting back into my groovy little cabin last night, right near the Stupa, felt so good.  After being in there for a few minutes it started to overwhelm me.  It was like connecting with an old friend. …

Floral Notes and Bardo: Surf’s Up, Mmm Hmm…

  Floral Notes and Bardo: The Creative Chronicles of a Shambhala Mountain Resident is a daily feature on the SMC blog in which a member of our staff/community shares his experience of existing as part of Shambhala Mountain Center. At lunch: Joshua: “You’re a surfer, riding a wave.” Me:  Surfing has always been one of my go-to metaphors. Joshua: Surfing has always been one of my metaphors too. Me: Did you surf in California? Joshua: No I went surfing once in Long Island. I sat out there for hours waiting for a wave. It was freezing. Finally a wave came and I was frozen stiff. It passed me right by. At dinner: Joshua: Did you get the flowers? Me: Yep. Joshua: You’re all ready then. Me: Yep. One-hundred percent. No doubt. Like a surfer in Long Island waiting for a wave. Lamp oblivious to what is being revealed as it simply sits there, taking up space obeying the commands of animate characters all around it in an old wooden shack house, not the Quadrapooper, not Avalokiteshvara (my house)– …

Floral Notes and Bardo: Not new

  Floral Notes and Bardo: The Creative Chronicles of a Shambhala Mountain Resident is a daily feature on the SMC blog in which a member of our staff/community shares his experience of existing as part of Shambhala Mountain Center. Breath over ridges under a river– out of my mind into my bones a breaking guitar string in slow motion on display The first day of the year seems like a good time to start something new. This blog is not new, but this is a new phase. I accidentally started it yesterday–on the last day of last year. Today is Wednesday, which is the day of the week that I’ve been planning on not writing because we have community meetings on Wednesdays. All the other days in the week we have a nice, long community meditation session in the morning. I like to meditate as much as possible before I write. This morning, only a short session, and so a sense of clumsy articulation. Okay. Today in the community meeting, Director Gayner gave an amazing presentation …