Floral Notes and Bardo: The Creative Chronicles of a Shambhala Mountain Resident is a daily feature on the SMC blog in which a member of our staff/community shares his experience of existing as part of Shambhala Mountain Center.
So much happening these days–all days, always
in my mind, body, office, and in the general atmosphere. So many ideas about
the path forward–business-wise, community-wise, and
personally. I am feeling more and more
with this organization.
My sleep has not been so restful. Maybe too much tea
too late in the day. But also, for sure,
activated imagination. So much energy to process.
It’s challenging. I’m glad for it.
There is a lot to do. There is a lot of work to do.
The is a lot of art to do. There is a lot of caring to do.
–On this planet. In this day and age.
I’m learning how to do that.
There are teachers here who are helpful.
The whole life here–
here = SMC; but also, here = HERE
but, especially SMC (for me)
is a place to practice.
Practice meditation. Practice friendship.
Practice art. Practice work.
Because there are bombs going off in my chest and
brain these days, I will spend the entire day tomorrow
meditating in the Stupa.
One of my aspirations for 2014 is to sit a nyinthun on every Saturday
which follows a New Moon.
sit a nyinthun = meditate for a full day
Sitting meditation is the opposite of propagating sickness. Here is a sign which is posted on the Quadropooper:
This is the Quadropooper:
Bracing the old shack for a windstrom that’s been on the way since before
Before the trees were planted.
Long before lumberjack swung for pay–
An entry from an encyclopedia
belted out operatically to illustrate
the continuity of knowledge and feel,
words and intuition,
art and work,
speech, song, hearing, and growth.
Passed on from elderly–a verse about the future,
the restaurants are nervous to serve meat,
the folks who sat at the booth are concerned that their coffee may spill on their
laps because they no longer trust their bodies.
Jimmy Dean on a chipped porcelain plate is wet with grease
after the meal the original prophetic-neurotic-author saw himself
in the puddle of lardy-juice,
and said “Oh lardy!”
Travis Newbill is a curious dude on the path of artistry, meditation, and social engagement who is very glad to be residing at Shambhala Mountain. His roles within the organization include Marketing Associate and Head Dekyong–a position of leadership within the community.