(blog formerly know as) Luminous Heart

Kalachakra 2004 - Cyber Sangha

I continue to receive a number of hits for searches on "Kalachakra 2004."

If you were there, I'd love to hear from you. Memories. What was most precious to you. Teachings that resonated. 6-session practice. Etcetera.

You can leave messages via the comment link immediately below this post.

One practice resource that I haven't yet explored is http://www.kalachakranet.org This is an international network of people who are interested in the Kalachakra. There's a password protected section for people who have received the initiation.

BTW, I was in section B1, Row 10, seat 6.

Temple, Mantra, Poem, Prayer

"Sometimes I come across a tree which seems like Buddha or Jesus: loving, compassionate, still, unambitious, enlightened, in eternal meditation, giving pleasure to a pilgrim, shade to a cow, berries to a bird, beauty to its surroundings, health to its neighbors, branches for the fire, leaves for the soil, asking nothing in return, in total harmony with the wind and the rain. How much can I learn from a tree? The tree is my church, the tree is my temple, the tree is my mantra, the tree is my poem and my prayer."

Satish Kumar, editor Resurgence magazine
though this quotation is likely from one of his books

With so much I can (and want to) write about Kalachakra, the most important experiences are too subtle for my own capacity to express in words. Plunging back into ordinary reality I suddenly became afraid that I could lose what was powerful for me. If only because it was hidden under the avalanche of everyday distractions and obligations.

The trees that had just begun to show buds when I left for Canada were draped in tiny shivering leaves when I returned. Now they are full and green.

I'm spending as much time as I can embraced by trees. Remembering. And trying to become more like them.

Spare Change

Waiting for the flight that will take me back to Boston (then a bus home to Vermont) with a few spare cnadian coins. I thought I would drop in and leave a post, but am already discovering this airport keyboard is a pain to type on.

The Kalachakra was rich and beautiful. I'm already missing the \morning Tibetan chants, and seeing and listening to the Dalai Lama for hours on end.

More to come...