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Coming soon:
In commemoration of the 50th anniversary of
Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche's epic journey to the West
The Chronicles of CTR Presents
Touch and Go
A video by Grant MacLean
Fifty years ago today [April 23, 2009], Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche, along with a small group of friends and attendants, set out on his journey from Tibet. The journey became an epic one, its outcome of vast importance to the spread of dharma in the West.
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In this Fiftieth Anniversary year, the Chronicles will present an online video telling the story of Rinpoche's escape from Tibet. Using computer graphics, chiefly terrain scenery shot in Google Earth and Microsoft's Flight Simulator, the video traces the escape route, showing us the terrain that was crossed—its extraordinary beauty and its monumental challenges—and wherever possible hearing Rinpoche's own words describe what was seen, and what he and his fellow travelers were going through. The video is being made by Grant MacLean, who finds the story of the escape more remarkable each time he reads it, an experience heightened by seeing the actual route Rinpoche traveled.
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By early 1959, unrest was spreading across Tibet. Lamas and monks, whom the authorities thought were behind the unrest, were being rounded up, and sometimes shot. The well-being of such an eminent teacher as Trungpa Rinpoche was in obvious danger. At his advisors' request, Rinpoche went into hiding near his friend Akong Rinpoche's monastery, Drölma Lhakang, where he had been teaching. As the tumult spread it became clear that he had no choice but to escape.
A monk approached Rinpoche to ask his intentions so that he could make preparations to leave. In Born in Tibet, Rinpoche describes the encounter: "He wanted to know the exact date on which he should be ready. I told him at the full moon, on April 23rd. This was the Earth Hog year, 1959, and I was now twenty." (p. 164)
He continues a few pages later: "Until the 22nd I remained in the village and then set off at night for Drölma Lhakang, which I reached at six o'clock the next morning after a roundabout journey avoiding villages, while a tremendous snowstorm was raging ... We started with a tearful send-off from all the monks of the monastery." (pp. 167/8)
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