By Chögyam Trungpa
Chögyam Trungpa—meditation grasp, student, and artist—was pointed out on the age of merely 13 months as a massive tulku, or reincarnation of an enlightened instructor. because the 11th within the instructing lineage often called the Trungpa tulkus, he underwent a interval of in depth education in mediation, philosophy, and high-quality arts, receiving complete ordination as a monk in 1958 on the age of eighteen. the next 12 months, the chinese language Communists invaded Tibet, and the younger Trungpa spent many harrowing months hiking over the Himalayas, narrowly escaping catch.
Trungpa's account of his reviews as a tender monk, his tasks because the abbot and non secular head of an excellent monastery, and his relocating relationships together with his lecturers bargains a unprecedented and intimate glimpse into the lifetime of a Tibetan lama. The memoir concludes together with his bold break out from Tibet to India. In an epilogue, he describes his emigration to the West, the place he encountered many folks wanting to know about the traditional knowledge of Tibetan Buddhism.
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They had hardlyfinishedpouring thefirstpail ofwater before we began to see it flowing into our basin. At this sight prudence abandoned us; we began shouting cries of joy which made M. Lambercier turn around, and this was a pity: for he was taking great pleasure in seeing how good the earth around the walnut tree was and how avidly it was drinking his water. Struck by seeing it divided between two basins, he shouted in turn, looked, perceived the knavish trick, brusquely had a pickaxe brought over, gave a blow, set flying two or three slivers of our planks, and shouting as loud as he could, "An aqueduct, an aqueduct?
Even force had to give way before the diabolical wilfulness of a child; for they did not call my constancy anything else. Finally I emerged from this cruel test in pieces, but triumphant. It has now been more than fifty years since this adventure, and today I have no fear of being punished a second time for the same deed. Well, I state before Heaven that I was innocent, that I had neither broken nor touched the comb, that I had not gone near the niche, and that I had not even thought of doing so.
M. Lambercier was a very reasonable man, who, without neglecting our instruction, did not burden us at all with extraordinary duties. The proof that he acted well in this is that, in spite of my aversion for constraint, I never recall my hours of study with distaste, and that, even if I did not learn much from him, what I did learn I learned without difficulty, and have never forgotten. 2. The simplicity of that rural life did me a good of inestimable value by opening my heart to friendship. Until then I had known only elevated but imaginary feelings.