Tertons and Terma

The following is an excerpt from a teaching by Choggi Rinpoche given at Kunzang Palyul Choling in 1988.  He was telling the story of how His Holiness Dudjom Rinpoche came to write his last prayer.

His Holiness Dudjom Rinpoche & Shenphen Dawa Rinpoche

This prayer was the last prayer written by His Holiness Dudjom Rinpoche who was my teacher.  According to Tibetan Buddhism, His Holiness is believed to be the manifestation of Padmasambhava.  Padmasambhava was born eight years after the parinirvana, the death, of Buddha Shakyamuni.  As prophesized, Padmasambhava was called the second Buddha, and was the founder of Tibetan Buddhism in Tibet.  In every prophecy, His Holiness Dudjom Rinpoche is described as the manifestation of Padmasambhava himself.

This teaching is not a simple teaching.  It was a vision.  This is the story about how this teaching appeared.

His Holiness Dudjom Rinpoche’s wife had a special Dakini, a wisdom goddess, who would visit her in her dreams from time to time.  This Dakini would predict many things to her.  One day this wisdom Dakini appeared in her dream and asked her to please ask His Holiness for a prayer, which would be extremely beneficial for future human beings.

The next day His Holiness’ wife made the request.  She said, “I had a dream.  Please write a prayer for beings.”  And His Holiness said, “I have written so many prayers.  There is no lack of prayers for people to read.  It’s just that they don’t read.  That’s the thing.  There is no end to what I have written.”

And his wife thought maybe that was right, because in his last life, he wrote 23 texts of different practices.  These texts were not just composed. They were wisdom manifestation teachings called terma.

During the time of the eighth century in Tibet, Padmasambhava realized that in the future the teachings would be disrupted.  There would be negative forces – those who would try to change the essence of the teachings.  So Padmasambhava and his Dakini Yeshe Tsogyal concealed those teachings.  They concealed the teachings in the ground, in space, in the water, and predicted exactly at what particular time they would be revealed in the future and the name of the particular Terton that would reveal each teaching or practice.  And that is exactly what has happened to this day.  These terma revelations are so fresh, and therefore the whole teaching is preserved as it is.

The Terton, or treasure revealer, is like one who has been directly initiated by Padmasambhava himself.  All the protectors who were keeping that wisdom took a vow with Padmasambhava that the terma would be given only to the right person, to the Chosen One of Padmasambhava. The whole teaching might be 300 pages, but the 300 pages are written in one line.  It is secret and kept hidden in Dakini letters, which is itself hidden.  No one can read that text except for the Terton initiated by Padmasambhava.  Only he can read it.  When discovered, there is only one line and through that a spontaneous text comes out.  Terma is self-hidden wisdom. It is so important that we are able to have that.  I feel very fortunate.  We believe that His Holiness Dudjom Rinpoche is the manifestation of Padmasambhava.

Then His Holiness’ wife had another dream. Twice the same Dakini appeared in her dream and this time she said, “I asked you before.  It is very important that you request a prayer and you did not.  Now please, ask him.  Don’t neglect that.  It is very important.  There is big meaning within the prayer.”

So again she asked His Holiness.  And then again His Holiness said the same thing.  “No, I have written so many prayers.  People just don’t do.  From my side there is nothing lacking.”

And then she requested a third time.  That morning His Holiness was in his Paris apartment in France.  In the early morning hours, he was in his sitting room, and suddenly he had a vision of Padmasambhava.  The whole room started to glow, and became big.  A person wearing a white cloth and a symbol came dancing.  And then Padmasambhava himself spoke.  He said, “Establish the dharma.  Plant it in your heart.  In the depth of your heart, you will attain Buddhahood.  Enter the Buddha land.  Purify confusion.  Happily the Pure land is nearby.  Generate diligence in the essence practice.  Without practice, who can get results?  Looking at all of one’s faults is difficult.  Laying down one’s own fault is the essential point.  One day all defects will slowly purify themselves.  And good qualities gradually flourish.”  That was the teaching.  And then right at that moment, His Holiness wrote this whole teaching.

The life of a Terton is extremely interesting, because all communication is on an extremely subtle level.  For gross consciousness it is very hard to understand.  His Holiness immediately picked up a table and told the attendants to fill it with milk, and then he asked his wife and son Shenphen Rinpoche to come.

It was very early and Shenphen Rinpoche thought, “What’s happened? Is His Holiness’ health ok?”  He came rushing down.  And His Holiness said, “Just sit down.  And drink this milk.”  Now this is how delicate a Terton’s life is.  If Shenphen Rinpoche did not drink the milk at that point, what would become of the teaching?  Sometimes they say that one person represents all human beings when in front of a very powerful being.  So Shenphen Rinpoche drank it all.  And that showed that the blessing would be attained by all beings.  He drank all the milk.  And His Holiness said, “Good.”  This is how Tertons are.

Sometimes when one is next to a Terton, the Terton will tell you to get him something.  He or she may tell you in the middle of nowhere, “Get me something” which you can never get.  But the Terton never has the idea that it is not possible to get it, so the only thing you have to do is pick up anything and just give it to him because for the Terton habit is totally dissolved.  There is no such thing.  And when you just present that, it manifests in that state.  So when His Holiness said, “Drink the milk,” his son drank all the milk.  And His Holiness said, ‘Very good.  Just now I had this vision of Padmasambhava.”  And then he wrote this prayer.  This is the last prayer of His Holiness.  And there is a tremendous blessing in this prayer.

Namo Guru!

Homage to the Guru!

Conqueror Shakyamuni, Supreme Guide of the universe in this fortunate aeon.

Sons of the Conquerors, assembly of noble Bodhisattvas, you who train beings. 


Revered Guru, unsurpassed protector of beings of this degenerate age, 


Three Roots, host of oath-bound, and the Dharma protectors, one-pointedly remembering you from the depths of our hearts, 


We pray repeatedly invoking your attention

Hold us with loving kindness, and power of unobstructed compassion


Bless us to accomplish our aims in accordance with Dharma.

From former positive actions, we’ve gained this precious human body.

Due to merit, by no means small, we have met with holy Dharma.

Accepted by the Guru, we have received empowerments, blessings, pith instructions.

Though we hold such a jewel in our hands right now, our minds, like frivolous monkeys, fall for cunning demons of distraction.

And we cannot even use this wealth, which is our very own. 


Freedoms, endowments, and pith instructions have simply been wasted. 


Now we are coming to the crucial turning point.  Everything we ask for and receive has become like a story.

Putting on the appearance of Dharma, we even think we are practitioners, yet this minds falls far short of perfect practice, lacking even human dharma, let alone the view of Buddha dharma. 


With only a vague notion of the sixteen rules of proper human conduct, when examining ourselves, our own bad deeds bring us no shame.  When it comes to others, our patience is short like the tail of a door mouse.

Unable to execute the ten virtuous actions of
Buddhadharma, 
full of sectarian bias, although there is only one teacher and one teaching, we criticize teachings and the sages, accumulating bad karma; 


Using Dharma in this way is just carrying along a big burden of sin.

We have heard a lot of teachings, but they only increase our pride. Our mental analysis does not penetrate the depth of their meaning. 


Though we think we keep the Pratimoksha discipline, the four dharmas of the practitioner are scattered without trace. 


Though we think we possess the Bodhisattva precious training, the Four Immeasurables are like a painted picture of a lamp. 


Though we think we keep the samayas of the secret
Mantrayana, 
undervaluing the first root downfall we slip into it, taking for granted. 

Though we can mouth the explanations of the Four Thoughts that Change the Mind, attachment to the appearances of this life shows we have no renunciation. 


Though we rely on a guru, our respect and devotion gradually wane. In the place of pure vision, we wrongly think ourselves his equals. 

Respect, love and kindness toward our vajra brothers and sisters decline.

Even a bad word on their part seems intolerable and we shower them with curses. The love and compassion born of recognizing the beings of the six realms as our parents, vanishes like mist when we do not practice from the depths of
Bodhicitta. 


Though we act as though we have experience of the Development and Completion stages, we have no alternative to our ordinary confused perception. 


Though we know the Voidness is the ultimate teaching of Sutra and Tantra, 
we have no decisive understanding of it; our mind-streams become hard as horn. 


Unable to abide in the Original Nature, we pay mere lip service to the view and throwing cause and effect to the wind. 


Though outwardly, we appear to be well disciplined and well behaved, inwardly, attachment, craving, desire and greed burn like fire. 


Though we keep our bodies secluded in the mountains, day and night our minds ceaselessly wander in the cities. 


We don’t really trust our own experience and practice and yet guiding and advising others is like a child telling stories. 


Though we can’t be cheated by the compassion of the Three Jewels, yet due to our failing devotion, we cheat and harm ourselves. 


In this way, although to the profound Lama and Dharma, we have no wrong beliefs arising from lack of trust and faith, we sentient beings perform bad actions and remain unfulfilled in these degenerate times. 


Knowing full well what we are doing, we get into self-destructive carelessness.

Not protecting mindfulness, we suffer great loss. 


Now at this time as mind looks at itself, everything we do adds to the confusion.

Everything we think is tainted by emotional affliction.

We see our virtuous activities mixed with sin.  So ultimately where else is there to go but to the lower realms? 

As to our actions and patterns of behavior, calling them to mind, we lose confidence in ourselves. 

Looking at others only amplifies alienation.   We find no one trustworthy to be sure and help us. 

Now if we don’t take ourselves in hand, then when we are caught by the messenger of the Lord of Death, 
no one will be able to protect us, and all hope will be gone. 


Don’t you feel that waiting for such empty expectations is just deceiving ourselves?

With remorse and regret, recognize your own defects.  Wherever we have failed in dharma through error, lapse or transgression, we will not now increase it by concealing it in the presence of those with the eye of wisdom.

We confess in the depths of our hearts: With your compassion, forgive us. Protect us from the terror of the precipice of the wrong path.  Guiding us so that we can attain the perfect path of liberation. 


Having busily spent life doing this and that we have not laid hands on the essential meaning.  Give up the path in which you know so much and miss the one essential point.

Should we not now enter the path of knowing the one thing that liberates all? 


Undeceiving supreme protector, sole certainty and support, Root Guru, who encompasses all refuges, we pray to you with one-pointed devotion.

Look upon us with compassion most kind and supreme refuge,

Bless us so that we can see our own faults. 


Please bless us to not look into the faults of others. 


Bless us so we pacify harmful scheming and violent thoughts. 


Please bless us so that good thoughts arise from deep within. 


Bless us so we have little desire and know how to be satisfied. 

Please bless us so we may remember the time of death is uncertain. 


Bless us so we have no plans left over at the time of death. 


Bless us so we can generate great confidence in Dharma. 


Bless us so we practice impartial pure perception. 


Please bless us so that we develop uncontrived respect and devotion. 


Bless us that we reduce mental activity about unobtainable goals. 


Please bless us with the power to establish the Dharma in the depths of our minds. The ultimate point of the Dharma is the effort put into the practice.  The ultimate point of practice is to liberate our mind streams.  Please bless us.

Bless us so that our practice is free of obstacles.

Please bless us so that its results may ripen immediately.

Bless us so that we may liberate everything we come into contact with. 

Please bless us so that we destroy the duality of hope and fear.

Bless us so that we to see the non-dual primordial wisdom. 


Please bless us so that we recognize our own primordial wisdom. 


Bless us so that we reach the secure ground. 


Please bless us so that we gain ultimate effortless certainty. 


With the great vajra weapon of primordial, pristine cognition, may the life force of samsara and nirvana be cut into emptiness with one stroke. 


Into the unobstructed great bliss enjoyment of Nyema, may we always enjoy activity transcending together and separating. In the expanse of the all-pervasive equalness even the word suffering does not exist. 

Who could there be still searching for happiness where happiness and suffering have the same taste and grasping is self-liberated?  This is the Kingdom of Samantabhadra: May we attain it in this very lifetime!

 

Images of Tara, Mother of All Buddhas

Recently Jetsunma donated dozens of her personal thangkas to the Temple.  She is also surrounding herself with sacred images and prayer flags. Jetsunma has taught about how the deities with their various implements represent different aspects and qualities of enlightened nature, which is our true nature.  Therefore to look at a thangka or statue of a Buddhist deity is a reminder of our own true nature and enlightened qualities.  We thank Jetsunma for her tremendous generosity and for this extraordinary reminder of what we truly are.

This month in honor of our Mothers, all motherly sentient beings, who have cared for us in this and countless lifetimes, we would like to share with you some of the beautiful thangka images of Tara, Mother of all the Buddhas.

May these images be a reminder to you of your true nature.

Click on each image below to get a closer look.

The Magnetic Temple

The following is a post by a new student, sharing her personal journey of discovery on the Buddhist path. 

by Kristin Laing
5/1/12

I don’t get to Kunzang Palyul Choling as often as I would like. I live in Fairfax and work in Chantilly. On Friday nights during rush hour, Poolesville, MD – home to KPC – might as well be on the moon for what it takes to get there. Even on Sundays, getting out to the country isn’t easy. The effort, however, is SO WORTH IT. There is something so transformative, so rejuvenating, so uplifting about wading through the tidal wave of traffic to spend some time at KPC.

First, there’s the drive. I’ve taken to saying the Seven Line Prayer to keep me calm on the Beltway till I reach River Road. Once on it, you drive through Potomac, passing churches, neighborhoods, BIG mansions. There are almost always cyclists on Sundays – bright and colorful, like a live action modern painting, struggling up and coasting down the hills as suburb gives way to forest. Right now, the canopy is bright green with the bloom of Spring; the air is fresher, smelling sweet and damp from the river nearby and its streams occasionally running under the road. You reach a point where it seems like the road is ending, but you’ve just made it to another, lesser traveled portion of River Road – you are in the country now. You pass beautiful gardens surrounding farm houses and wide open fields, a historic schoolhouse. By the time you reach the driveway of KPC, the stresses of samsara (the state of suffering all sentient beings are in) have faded. You feel like you’re home.

Inside KPC on a Sunday, the building is buzzing like a beehive.  Maroon and yellow fill the hallways as ordained flutter through their preparations for teachings, tsog, a crystal tour or a talk about Jetsunma’s early years. The bookstore is full of students and visitors. The prayer vigil continues in the prayer room, while Dharma is being taught in the other meeting room. DELICIOUS smells waft from the kitchen/diningroom where Noreen prepares the lunch that will nourish body so that mind can open for teaching. Noreen is funny and direct, or is that direct and funny about it. She is also humble and loving. It makes her food taste better!

The Dharma teaching is from the archives again, a disappointment for me. Jetsunma came home when I prayed for her to, because I needed help praying for all of the sentient beings in my life. Maybe I’m kidding myself that she came back to Maryland after being gone so long, but it makes me smile to think that maybe she heard or sensed my call. So, I have to laugh when I arrive at the temple with our possible physical introduction visualized, to find that it ain’t happenin’ today either. I KNOW she is making me let it go before she appears to me. And I know that when we do finally meet, it will be as void of fanfare as any 2 people meeting for the first time, so I also need to let go of the maternal/fellow NYer hug that is part of that visualization. The day I arrive at the temple visualizing only my practice, there she will be… I’m working on it, Jetsunma!

It’s 3pm. I have been at the temple since 11am and it’s like no time has passed at all. I have absorbed Dharma, giggled along with the women who are now ordained, who tell the stories of the early days before and just after Jetsunma became Jetsunma, about her amazing presence and the work of their own paths. I am sitting in a lazy boy chair now, feigning an attempt to write my next blog entry, but the temple is still buzzing with laughter and conversation. It’s like Thanksgiving, without the fighting or football. Noreen appears from the lunchroom and asks who will make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for Occupy DC – it’s just the thing to refocus my energy! Somewhere around the middle of the 2nd loaf of spreading peanut butter on bread, I realize how good I feel. I am a part of a family that I am helping to be nourished, and they nourish me – mentally, physically, spiritually – right back.

Holly sits down nearby and becomes the unwitting co-victim to my onslaught of questions. She and Noreen patiently answer every question – just the question I ask and no more. Because of this exchange, days later I would realize the difference between someone who practices Buddhism and someone who possesses knowledge of Buddhism. Someone who practices Buddhism answers only the question that is asked, as if there is an understanding that your path has taken you to the question you are asking at that moment, and the path is YOURS to discover at your pace. The practicing Buddhist only shares as much as you ask. The person who possesses knowledge, however, doesn’t wait for a question. He or she hears something familiar sounding and shares his or her interpretation of that knowledge without hearing that a question hasn’t been asked. This difference makes me appreciate Holly and Noreen, and all of the patient members of my sangha (spiritual group) all the more.

The sun is shining brightly outside, the air is cool but the promise of warmer days is on its breath as I make my way to the Enlightenment Stupa in what has now become my parting ritual with the temple. The stupa BEAMS white light in the sunshine, the prayer flags framing it in color, the burning incense is pleasant to smell, the soft ground supports each step as I pray for my loved ones and friends, and for all sentient beings.

I am walking down the driveway to my car parked along the roadside. It is after 4pm and it is time to re-enter civilization. My head says I must, but my heart wants to stay. I don’t want to go back ‘there’ where nobody understands me or my new enthusiasm for Buddhism. The people who are selflessly loving and caring are so rare amid the self-serving who are lost in the Matrix of samsara. I want to stay where I am welcomed and loved unconditionally. It is an attachment I am sure I have to work on.

So is the attachment of excitement over finding my path. I doubt I will achieve Enlightenment within this precious life because I doubt I will ever let go of the attachment of excitement. I’m okay with that. I have found Dharma, I have found the path. For THIS soul – that is a huge leap forward. Maybe I will earn enough merit this time around to come back as something fun like a Border Collie in the next life!

And so it begins

The following is a post by Kristin who is new to Buddhism, sharing her personal journey of discovery on the Buddhist path. 

My name is Kristin Laing and I am a brand new Buddhist. At least I think am – I was told that to convert to Buddhism (take refuge) I pray my intention to Buddha (Guru Rinpoche) and I will be on the path. I did that. Oh, and that I need to say the Seven Line Prayer 10,000 times – to start. I’m working on that. Oh, and that if I am looking for the formula, instruction manual, or someone to kneel before to have my shoulders touched by a sword, I need to let all that go. That is just not how Buddhism works.

I have spent most of my life on the outside of organized religion. I was baptized and went to church every Sunday with my family, but there were times when I rejected any notion of religion or spirituality with every fiber of my brain.  But that never felt quite right either. It was the influence of my earthy-crunchy/new age sister (I say this with the utmost respect for my sister and all who follow a different path – my sister laughs when I refer to her this way) who kept me from straying very far from a value system of kindness to self and others.

A big spiritual shift occurred when I read The Celestine Prophecy. I was entranced by this book, swept up by the notion that we are all connected, that we give and receive energy from the people and world and universe around us. It supported my inner-compass to be kind to everyone around me, regardless of what it could do for me; to give to others from a selfless place and THAT was the energy that fed me. And that is where my spirituality has been hanging out until now.

A guy I had been dating is a regular at Kunzang Palyul Choling (KPC) and invited me to join him there one day – I could not wait to visit! He didn’t tell me much, so I was surprised and excited to learn that the temple’s leader is not just a woman, but also an American – from BROOKLYN (I’m a New Yorker myself)! When we finally made it to the temple, while at first a little overwhelmed by how different it was than any religious center I had ever been to, I never felt uncomfortable or out of place. Even my usual shyness around people I don’t know was relieved. I was noticed, but left to my own devices to explore and experience for myself. I was so grateful for being given the time to absorb my surroundings and ask questions when I was finally ready to ask them.

It was not long before I realized that I had come home, and when that happened, I got super impatient to be a Buddhist – NOW. I needed to know EVERYTHING there was to know – NOWWWW.

I frustrated myself looking for quick answers to becoming a ‘full-fledged’ Buddhist. The KPC website is rife with information, but I couldn’t make sense of it. There is a whole new lexicon of terms to absorb – Bodhicitta (even now I have to look it up because I get it confused with Bodhisattva, Samsara, Dakini, Tsog. There are words that I have heard many times in my life, but didn’t know their meaning – Dharma, Buddha, Guru, Lama. There is a whole new belief system that goes so very much deeper than that which I have been following on my own for so long, a very different, deeply layered explanation of life and death and everything in between to learn about and decide if it fits (it does). Tibetan is spoken during most blessings, prayers, and practices and can be overwhelming for the ears. Almost every prayer is first written in Tibetan calligraphy, with a phonetic translation so that the non-speaker can attempt to sound out the words, and is then followed by English, but it is not simply read and immediately understood. It’s like reading Shakespeare for the first time.  There are many layers of meaning to absorb.

There is SO MUCH to wrap my brain around – but I want to be a Buddhist NOW!

It turns out I was a typical Westerner, approaching Buddhism with an obsessive need to collect achievements and information in order to be considered a Buddhist, rather than opening my heart and mind to it. I didn’t understand the point of saying the Seven Line Prayer 10,000 times. I didn’t understand what it meant. Nuns and monks would only answer that it means different things depending on where you are in your ‘practice’. I didn’t know what ‘practice’ referred to. I Googled it, but still didn’t understand why this prayer was going to help me get on the path. I got frustrated because I didn’t feel like anyone was helping me.

I went into the bookstore and asked for an ‘Idiot’s guide to Buddhism’. The folks in the store spent no less than an hour working with me to figure out which book would be the most helpful, but there were so many to choose from – no one book that could show me what I need to do to become a Buddhist and I was impatient – reading a whole book to get the answers I sought would take too long!

The frustration continued – if this was meant for me, why wasn’t I getting it? Why was I still so very much on the outside? I got so frustrated I let it go. I begrudgingly began tripping over the Tibetan version of the Seven Line Prayer. I did theater in school; memorizing seven lines should be a breeze – WRONG! The words had no meaning, and they didn’t rhyme, and the sounds of the words were unlike any language I have learned to date. Then I got flustered with the idea of saying it 10,000 times. Struggle, struggle, squirm, squirm. And then one day, about a month ago, I got it.

I was halfway through a mala of the Seven Line Prayer when I realized that I was saying the Tibetan words as though I had been saying them all my life. My mind was open, my heart was open, an image of Guru Rinpoche even popped up in my head while I was saying it. I realized that in the act of saying it, I was meditating, slowing down my obsessive need to become a Buddhist. I had stopped pushing it, stopped forcing it. I started reading The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche – only little bits and pieces at a time, but it too forced me to slow down and open up, and it started to fall into place. I listened to live webcast Dharma teachings and got to the temple. I was a fool to think that because I’ve been accidentally practicing Buddhist values I would instantly know everything there is to know about Buddhism. I need to ease up on myself and stop acting like I’m behind the eight ball because in three months’ time I haven’t mastered Buddhism. Where’s the fun in knowing everything all at once anyway – I LOVE surprises!

And you know the best part? I went back to the KPC website looking for the calendar, and decided to troll the site again. There, I found MANY answers to questions I couldn’t find there three months ago. WHERE DID ALL THIS INFORMATION COME FROM? There is no way this stuff was here before! The moment I let go and slowed down, my eyes and mind were able to see what I sought. It was THEN that I realized that I need to SLOOOOW DOOOOOWN and let Buddhism reveal itself to me as it sees fit. The harder I try, the more elusive it is. Slow down, open my heart, open my mind, and check my ego at the door.

And so it begins…

Khenpo Tenzin Norgay to Conduct 10 Day Retreat in Australia

Khenpo Tenzin NorgayKhenpo Tenzin Norgay has kindly accepted an invitation from KPC Australia to conduct a retreat at the new Centre in Buninyong. Scheduled to run from 9th to 19th March 2012, there are flexible options to suit all.

This is a 10-day residential retreat with some accommodation available at the Centre and other accommodation available locally. For those with work or other commitments, it is possible to attend weekends only, when empowerments will be available or each evening when Khenpo will be teaching.

This retreat will focus on Ngöndro teachings and accumulation.  In the Nyingma tradition of Tibetan Buddhism, ” Ngöndro ” is considered “preliminary practice” or the preparation for more esoteric meditational practices that lead one to enlightenment.  Ngöndro practice consists of five accumulations - Refuge (prostrations), Bodhicitta (wish to benefit all beings), Vajrasattva (purification), Mandala (offering) and Guru Yoga (devotion).  Ngöndro practice is intended to purify the gross obscurations that prevent one from recognizing the enlightened nature of mind. For the excellent practitioner, this is accomplished through visualization and accumulation of 100,000 recitations of the mantra for each of these practices.

Suggested Donation

For those attending evening teachings there will be a suggested donation of $25, and weekend Empowerments $50.

Lodging

There is some accommodation available at the centre for those coming from Melbourne or Interstate.  Cost for those attending the whole retreat (includes retreat, teachings, accommodation and food) $200. There is also accommodation available in nearby Ballarat.

Registration

To register or for more information please email kpcaustralia@gmail.com
or call 0450 194 285 or 0418 585 532

About Khenpo

Khenpo Tenzin Norgay was born in Bhutan and trained at Ngagyur Nyingma Institute, the prestigious Buddhist studies center in Mysore, India.  He completed the Shedra (similar to a doctorate) program in 1995 and joined the Institute staff, teaching there for three years.  In 1998 he was formally bestowed the title of Khenpo by His Holiness Penor Rinpoche and was assigned to teach at the Buddhist college at Palyul monastery in Tibet.  Because of his knowledge and fluent command of the English language, he has been teaching students in the west for many years.  With his warmth and sense of humor, Khenpo has touched the hearts of many western students

KPC Australia Open Day in Buninyong, Sunday 5th February

KPC AustraliaTo publicise and gather local interest in our centre we are having an open day on the 5th of February. Activities will include DVD teachings, Seven-Line Prayer accumulation, Torma making and Mudra workshops, Stupa circumambulations, gift shop, food and friendly conversation.

All who are in the area are welcome to visit. Activities will start from 10a.m.

For more information contact kpcaustralia@gmail.com

Jetsunma’s Aussie Students at New York Retreat

His Holiness at Guru Yoga PracticeIt could be said that 2011 was an auspicious year for KPC Australia, with seven of Jetsunma’s students attending the annual Palyul New York Retreat in July and August. His Holiness Karma Kuchen Rinpoche attended Guru Yoga practice every day and gave many empowerments, thus attracting busloads of Tibetans and Nepalese on weekends who contributed greatly through their robust cheerfulness, great appreciation for the kindness of His Holiness and the Lamas, and their colourful national dress.

Aussies greet JetsunmaLungtog, Ani Wangmo and Ani Sherab travelled from Victoria, Christine Lennard and Sonja Petter from Alice Springs, Virginia Quinn from South Australia and Sherida Carrick from Brisbane. For most, this was an opportunity to renew old friendships and for all retreatants, a visit to the Maryland Temple was front and centre on their travel itinerary.  Christine, Sonya and Virginia did an excellent job of managing the Dharma Shop during retreat, and such was the karma of the group that all Aussies had the amazing experience of greeting their Precious Guru – Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo, when she arrived at retreat and even being on the receiving end of a hug! It doesn’t get any better than that!

Breed Specific Legislation

pitties

After watching a video on Twitter tonight, Jetsunma asked that we share some information with the sangha regarding laws called “Breed Specific Legislation” aka BSL. These are laws that ban particular dog breeds due to stereotypes about their aggression. Pit bulls are typically singled out in BSL, but the ASPCA explains:

“It is worth noting that in some areas, regulated breeds include not just American Pit Bull terriers, American Staffordshire Terriers, Staffordshire Bull Terriers, English Bull Terriers and Rottweilers, but also a variety of other dogs, including American Bulldogs, Mastiffs, Dalmatians, Chow Chows, German Shepherds, Doberman Pinschers, or any mix of these breeds—and dogs who simply resemble these breeds.”

If a “banned” dog winds up in a shelter in these areas for any reason, they are automatically euthanized, even if the dog is perfectly behaved and has no history of aggression. The goal of BSL is to eliminate the breed altogether.

BSL is occurring nationwide at state and local levels. A small number of states have restricted local municipalities from passing BSL but several of those laws are being challenged. This website indicates the state-by-state BSL laws and has more information about the laws.

Please take the time to read about BSL and watch this video. If you find online petitions, please share them via FaceBook and Twitter.

We cannot be silent or remain uninformed about BSL. The lives of these dogs depend on us taking action whenever possible.

Caring for the Birds – Sanctuary for Hard-Luck Cases

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The Garuda Aviary is one of a very short list of lifelong sanctuaries for parrots.   And of these, very few specialize–as Garuda does–in hard-luck-no-hope-left cases.

Take Harry, a blue and gold macaw.  When he came to The Garuda Aviary he was in a state that in a human would be called insane, crying out constantly in distress. He had spent possibly 25 years on display, a creature with the consciousness of a small child, sitting in one place for years with no toys to occupy him and no proper nutrition, “pinioned,” that is, with wings cut so that he could not fly.

Harry was smuggled into the USA as an object of art, valued for the brilliant colors of his plumage. The trapper who trapped him as a nestling and killed his parents didn’t hang around to watch Harry grow up. His purchaser finally tired of him and dropped him off at the Aviary, without support.Harry

Fortunately, after much loving care, Harry has been brought to a state of good health, and, with an expected lifespan of about 75, he’s now in no more than a hearty middle age.

Like Harry, the majority of our parrots come to us abused and neglected–and rarely come with financial backing.  We get our parrots because no one wants them anymore, for whatever reason, and no one is able to care for them any longer.  Once we take them into the Aviary, they can be with us for 70 years or more.

Funding has ALWAYS been a challenge, especially now that many people are struggling to make ends meet.

On a much larger scale, The Garuda Aviary offers a much needed voice in the world.  We give voice to the belief that parrots should not be pets and that the parrot pet trade should end.  We want to see a world in which sanctuaries like ours are no longer needed. Very few people in the world take that goal seriously. Very few believe that ending the parrot trade is possible.  And there are very few consistent and strong voices for us to join with.

How about you?  Will you help end the suffering of millions of beings like Harry?  Make a financial donation today and change another being’s life!

Click here to donate

Saving Lives – One Dog at a Time

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Senge was dumped by his owner in an over-crowded kill shelter, because the owner had “no time” to spend with his pet.  Affectionate, well-behaved and laid-back, Senge did not understand what had happened, and, although every volunteer fell in love with his affable nature, his time quickly ran out.  He was rescued by Tara’s Babies just a few hours before his scheduled euthanasia.

In this current economic climate, hundreds of family pets are being dumped at kill shelters or picked up as strays by animal control throughout the USA. The chances of their getting out alive are slim, as adoptions and donations are down with the economy. Still, at Tara’s Babies, we continue to work to save lives and care for dogs who have no other hope.

Please help us care for dogs like Senge.  Senge now has a chance to live a long and happy life only because a community of kind-hearted people rallied to help us.

We especially need money for the medical needs of our Sanctuary dogs, for daily medications, routine examinations and emergency visits.

Watch how wonderful Senge was during examination of his blind eye by our local vet:

One-Eyed Senge from NYCACC aces his Vet visit

You can directly help support Senge and his friends by donating here:
http://tarasbabiesdogs.chipin.com/taras-babies-medical-fund

Thank you–and have a safe and happy holiday season!