Staying open

Watch yourself when you’re open, open to your surroundings, to people and places. What makes you turn away, change the topic needlessly, leave physically or figuratively. Are you done, are you bored, impatient to get on to the next ‘thing’?

If there is no need to leave, try staying until there is. See what happens. Many times we cut situations off far too quickly, before the moment has yielded its fruit for us. Many words, words that might have been spoken from the heart are not, due to hurrying along to the next item on our agenda.

Did you see the first time a bird landed at your feeder?


We should appreciate our world.

It is what we have. There is no other one that we are waiting to happen.

We have this one with its’ crappiness and it’s goodness.

We should see it, smell it, taste it, feel it.

So often we do not take the time for it until the world forces it attention upon us.

Skimming along on the surface, we gobble down life and miss most of it, see it as a big mass of grey cotton candy. 


Learning to be with yourself

Do you know how to be with yourself and be comfortable?
By that I do not mean watching TV, movies, or reading books, taking endless courses—-keeping endlessly busy.

We are not just a performer of endless chores, projects, tasks, committee work, getting more, endlessly getting more for oneself, ones family, ones friends. And doing our best to make sure that the ones we do not like do not get what they want.
Is that the sum total, the essence of your life?

If you have the privilege of living in a place and time where you are not besieged by war, sickness or constant strife, if your mind is not disabled.
Then you do not have to live on an endless treadmill until you drop dead.

Do you realize that you have a mind?
A mind that can be your best friend, that you can work with.
You can’t physically locate your mind.
You can’t find when your mind first came into existence.
Thoughts come up in our minds
and then eventually disappear
if we let them.

You could do the simple experiment of getting quiet
and watching thoughts come up
and then fall away
(As long as they don’t hook you.)
When you realize they have, you can’t simply let them go, let them drop
and go back to watching them rise
and fall endlessly.
That what your mind does all day long.
No need to be afraid, you can make your plans
and learn what thoughts, what emotions to ignore or work with.
Ki ki , so so

Tibetan End of Year Funk, Understanding those end of Year Blues

March 2, 2014 is the beginning of a new Tibetan (lunar) year, the year of the Wood Horse. The first day of the Tibetan year is known in our sangha as Shambhala Day, also known as “Losar.” Many times, but not always, the Tibetan New Year and the Chinese New Year coincide.

It is said that the last days at the end of the Tibetan year are marked by a propensity to lose one’s mindfulness, and as a result we can have accidents and mishaps. Such loses of mindfulness are referred to as attacks by “dons.” Because of such losses of mindfulness, we act in ways that are not kind to oneself, to others, or to the environment.

The Don Season
Anyone who has had contact with a Shambhala Center or a Shambhalian has probably heard about the “don season” and “mamo chants.” What do these mean?

The period of ten days preceding Shambhala Day is referred to in our sangha as the “don season,” because such sudden loses of mindfulness can be more common – and is a time during which it’s recommended that we don’t begin any major undertakings such as extensive travel or big changes of life, but keep life simple and be very mindful, do a lot of practice.

Pacifying the Turmoil of the Mamos
It has been customary in our sangha to recite a chant called “Pacifying the Turmoil of the Mamos” during this time in order to pacify the karmic causes of personal, social, and environmental chaos accumulated through the year due to such unmindful acts. The chant says:

“When children do not listen to their parent’s words,
An evil time, when relatives quarrel,
When people dress sloppily in clothes of rags,
Eating bad, cheap food,
When there are family feuds and civil wars,
These provoke the black mamos’ wrath,
And various women fill a thousand realms,
Sending sickness upon humans and beasts.
The sky is thick with purple clouds of sickness.
They incite cosmic warfare.
They destroy by causing the age of weaponry.
Suddenly, they strike people with fatal ulcerous sores.”

The Vajradhatu Practice Manual says mamos are “… wrathful goddesses usually pictured as furious, ugly women. They can be dakinis acting as protectors. If reacted to negatively, they appear as fickle, causing all sorts of chaos. If understood positively, they serve as reminders of awareness, almost at the level of discursive thought.”

We pacify the mamos so they will not cause chaos but help us instead. “Pacifying the Turmoil of the Mamos” is an elaborate protector offering. By reciting the chant, we tune into the protector principle of awareness and reconnect with sacred outlook.

It is not the mamos that cause us to “eat bad cheap food, wear clothes of rags,” etc, that’s our own confusion, our dons, at work. We want to banish, or send away the dons that cause us to lose mindfulness (they’re the “bad guys”). The mamos will help us reduce our confusion if they are convinced that is our desire. If not convinced, they visit us with with their wrath, with chaos. In this way, they are protectors.

From the Shambhala Office of Practice and Education, “Remembering that the protectors, or dharmapalas, as well as deities altogether, are nothing else than projections of the richness of our own minds, by supplicating them, we are in fact rousing confidence in our own buddha nature. The function of the dharmapalas, ‘protectors of the truth,’ is to protect us from deceptions and sidetracks on the path, to detect and clear away any obstacles to fully awakening in the phenomenal world.

“Wrathful dharmapalas are known as mahakalas (masculine) and mahakalis (feminine). They are fierce and swift in destroying whatever obstructs the dharma.

How does this protection from these “dons” manifest? Dons operate undercover, by making themselves seem like reasonable parts of our minds. For example, if we’re in a hurry trying to get to a meeting and driving fast but carefully, and a car cuts in front of us abruptly, what could seem more reasonable than leaning on the horn and “flipping the finger” to the offending driver? Wasn’t he or she aware of what they were doing? What were they thinking? They’d better wake up!

By cultivating awareness of our minds, our thinking and our emotions, if a negative emotion arises suddenly we don’t automatically react in a “knee jerk” kind of way but allow a little space between the impulse and the action, hopefully allowing us recollect our basic goodness (and the other driver’s). We could remember that it is helpful (as always) to be gentle and kind toward ourselves and others.

Shambhala Day
The day immediately before Shambhala day is called the “neutral” day; it’s a transition day during which we discontinue chanting “Pacifying the Turmoil of the Mamos” and may devote ourselves to cleaning our personal spaces and practice centers so as to begin the new year in a fresh, uplifted way.

Shambhala Day is a day of celebration, the beginning of a new year, turning a new page, fresh possibilities. In Shambhala Centers around the world, people wear their best and gather to enjoy each other and to listen to the the Sakyong’s Shambhala Day addresss – broadcast to all centers via conference call.

In many Shambhala Centers the new year is begun by performing a “lhasang” or “smoke offering to the lha” in order to cleanse and uplift the space and participants, and by consulting the I Ching to get an idea of what the new year might have in store for the specific center or for Shambhala at large . The I Ching or “Book of Changes” is an ancient Chinese text of divination; it does not give firm predictions about the future but rather presents images and hints of possibilities.

May we all have an auspicious year of the Wood Horse!

Adapted from a compilation by Oscar Garcia, St. Johnsbury, Vermont