A tribute, from a new student

Chogyam Trungpa's mischevious glint

shook me up, ask

whassat funk yer in?

no thisses no thats!

just touch and go

smile sweethearts

on the road to O

Rinpoche has so gracefully, lovingly and so unapologetically persuaded me that I am both luminous and normal; capable of anything imaginable and everything unimaginable. Studying and living with his Sangha feeds itself inexorably, like jumping onto a waterslide: no amount of even my stubbornness can defy the forward motion and the pool beyond.

The transition from way open-heartedness to speed was cushioned by an almost endless moonlit walk in the park. We drifted through misty black and white gardens in a sea of softly rumbling colour, relishing the last of our retreat before diving back into this turbulent ocean, somewhat wiser, somewhat sadder and somehow more in love.

His own love so utterly disarming, forgiving, confident that a drop dissolves confusion, instills a warrior's gentle strength and in particular with The Sakyong, the clarity to live each moment for each other. Now then, happily humbled to find a community dedicated to helping one another so vulnerably living, loving and hurting, buoyed by compassion, propelled by wisdom.

All hail the happy man from Tibet and his glorious extended family!!

Edmund Butler

January 2010