Lama Zopa Rinpoche on Losar, 2021, Kopan Monastery, Nepal. Photo by Ven. Roger Kunsang.

Losar Tashi Delek!

Happy Tibetan New Year to all our dear friends!

With love from Lama Zopa Rinpoche and everyone at FPMT International Office.

Read more about Losar, the Fifteen Days of Miracles, and what practices to do during this auspicious period, which begins today, February 21!

Cover of Wisdom Issue #2 1984.

The Liberation Tibetan Calendar 2022: Year of the Water Rabbit 2150 is now available. Many thanks to the Liberation Prison Project for continuing to produce this calendar, which also supports the work of the project. A limited view of the calendar is always available on “Dharma Practice Dates” as a courtesy to FPMT students around the world.

For FPMT, Losar is a special time as it commemorates the anniversary of FPMT founder Lama Yeshe’s parinirvana at dawn of Losar in 1984. The Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive has made available the 1984 edition of Wisdom Magazine (the precursor of Mandala magazine), which was a tribute to Lama Yeshe published shortly after his passing.

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Ven. Paloma Alba; Ven .Thubten Wangchen from Tibet House, Barcelona; and Director Fernando Fernandez at the fortieth celebration of Nagarjuna Centre, Madrid, February 4, 2023.

Nagarjuna Centre, Madrid, celebrated its fortieth anniversary on February 4, with a joyful and festive party with center staff and students spanning the years. About the future, they shared in their newsletter, “We would like very much that in the coming years our center grows and is of immense benefit to all and, above all, we would like that all this work is done from the joy, harmony and goodwill of the people who come here.”

Please join us in rejoicing in four decades of Dharma activity at this center, and in offering our grateful thanks for all of the hard work, dedication, devotion, creativity, and tenacity of those—past and present—who have made this milestone possible.

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David Williams passed away at the age of 65 years in his room at the Great Stupa of Universal Compassion in Bendigo, Australia on January 25, 2023. Ian Green, the director of the Great Stupa, reflects some on David’s life and kindly reached out to friends to share what they admired most about David, who became a student of Lama Yeshe and Lama Zopa Rinpoche in the early 1980’s. We invite you to read the inspiring reflections about a longtime Dharma friend below:

David Williams. Photo courtesy of the Great Stupa.

“David came to the stupa in early 2021”, shares Ian Green, “and spent his first year completing the massive water bowl offering commitment that he had made to Lama Zopa Rinpoche. After this was fulfilled, he threw his energy into volunteering at the stupa. This work included plastering and painting the enormous walls inside the stupa, painting prayer wheels and other holy objects, and even floors in the stupa and the new library. Most recently, David completed waterproofing on the stupa and he was making preparations for the filling of the huge Ksitigarbha statue. David was liked and admired by members of the works and arts teams at the stupa. As we rejoice in his wonderful achievements, we know he will be sadly missed by us all at the stupa.”

Angelica Geiger reflects that David was true to himself and devoted to the Dharma, “From our first meeting at Kopan in 1983, he always did his Dharma practices without question. He was committed to fulfilling his promise to Lama Yeshe to do one million prostrations which he completed in the early 1990’s. He loved a well-made cup of tea and a Dharma chat that touched one’s heart and raised the spirit. He also cared for his mother with kindness, warmth and humor.”

Brian Ashen describes David as a hidden gem of a practitioner, “I first met David at the 1984 Kopan course where I observed David would not follow the rules of the retreat by observing silence. He kept chitchatting and we thought he would not progress much. How wrong we were.”

Frank Brock remembers of David, “I first met David in 1983 at Tushita Retreat Centre in Dharamsala where his good humour and concern for others meant he was able to offer support to those who were struggling with the retreat. I think for those who had the pleasure of knowing him he was the very embodiment of the term ‘good heart.’”

Murray Wright and Roy Fraser recall David’s contribution in New Zealand. As Murray explains, “David was part of the group that did the first one-year Vajrasattva retreat at Mahamudra Centre in the 1980’s. He lived at Dorje Chang Institute for over 10 years, was generally quite private, but very friendly and helpful. He worked with William Hursthouse building the stupa at DCI in 1996.”

John Wright recalls meeting David at Atisha Centre in the 1980’s and then at Tara Institute around 2014. “David was not one of the scholars or academics, or people who got involved in leadership, but just kept things simple and operated with Dharma as a priority.”

Helen Cameron remembers David fondly, “He was such an Aussie. You’d never know he had a spiritual side until you got to know him.”

Please join us in rejoicing in the life of David Williams, a hidden gem of a practitioner whose Dharma practice and efforts for the Great Stupa will be remembered as causes for inspiration for us all.

Lama Zopa Rinpoche requests that students who read obituaries pray that the person mentioned finds a perfect human body, meets a Mahayana guru, and becomes enlightened quickly, or be born in a pure land where the tantric teachings exist and they can become enlightened.” While reading obituaries we can also reflect on our own death and impermanence prompting us to live our lives in the most meaningful way. More advice from Lama Zopa Ripoche on death and dying is available, see Death and Dying: Practices and Resources (fpmt.org/death/).

To read more obituaries from the international FPMT mandala, and to find information on submission guidelines, please visit our new Obituaries page (fpmt.org/media/obituaries/).

Lama Zopa Rinpoche during the long life puja offered to Rinpoche on behalf of the entire FPMT organization at Kopan Monastery, Nepal, December 21, 2022. Photo by Ven. Lobsang Sherab.

FPMT International Office offers our most sincere wishes for a healthy and happy New Year to all of our friends and supporters around the world. We are very pleased to share with you our January 2023 e-News which is packed with news and teachings from Lama Zopa Rinpoche, causes for rejoicing, resources for your Dharma practices, and opportunities within the organization.  

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The trekking group to Lawudo, pictured from front: Lama Yeshe, Chip Weitzner, Dorje Sherpa, Judy Weitzner. Above: Zina, Max, and behind Max, Lama Zopa Rinpoche. Photo courtesy of Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

Below is Judy Weitzner’s extraordinary and historic account of a very early visit to Solu Khumbu, Nepal with Lama Yeshe and Lama Zopa Rinpoche in 1969. This was the first time that Rinpoche had returned to Lawudo since he left for Tibet as a young boy and the group included Zina Rachevsky and Max Mathews.

This story was first published in three parts in the Love Lawudo monthly newsletters #11, #12 and #13. We’ve added many photos from the Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive collection for this posting. We hope you enjoy!

Introduction

In the Fall of 1968, Chip Weitzner and I took off on a round the world adventure. For months prior to leaving I brought home stacks of books from the Richmond Library, compiling a list of all the intriguing spots in various countries around the globe. I listed the sites on index cards for each country we might visit and compiled a manilla file. Some stops were clear. We knew we would stop in Hong Kong to see Chip’s sister, Janet who was a China scholar. We had promised a Peace Corps friend that we would visit him in Nepal. When it came time to purchase a round the world ticket for $1258.00, I discovered that we were allowed as many stopovers as we wanted, as long as we went forward and did not zig or zag excessively. Basically, I put every place on the ticket that we might want to visit, north of the equator. The ticket was well over an inch thick, and shocked every airline and travel agent who handled it. We stayed a week or two at each destination. Hawaii, Japan, Hong Kong, Macau, Cambodia, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, Bali, India,…and, then, NEPAL!! “You must see the Himalayas before you die” was a quote that drove me.

Nepal in 1968 had not been open to tourists for very long. Most who came were mountaineers who stayed in the Yak and Yeti hotel. We stayed at the Panorama Hotel, a hang out for anthropologists in Kathmandu taking a break from their field studies and for various government aid workers.

Early on, a Peace Corps friend took us out for lunch at the Peace Restaurant, across from the American Embassy. It was reputedly a safe restaurant to eat in, and by our standards was very inexpensive. Hanging on the wall was a map of the flags of the world. I studied it from afar while eating my lunch. I spied a unique looking flag, a kind of double pennant that featured the sun and the moon on the two parts. I had always been attracted to the symbology of the sun and moon, so I announced to my friends that I saw a flag I liked and wanted to go to that country. I walked up to the map to find out that it was Nepal’s flag. I said, “Well, I guess I am where I want to be, then.”

We stayed in Nepal from November 1968 until June 1969. We secured teaching jobs at the American International School, which was a means of support as well as a long visa. I taught 3rd grade and Chip taught PE. Max Mathews was the beautiful and creative 4th grade teacher as well as the proprietor of Max’s Gallery. We soon became friends, spending much of our weekend time together. She would send her driver and car – a red, mile-long 1932 Hudson – to pick us up after we settled in a small house out in the countryside. Her “penthouse apartment” on the upper two floors and roof of a downtown building was a salon of sorts. She had lived and taught in many exotic places, and friends of hers would drop in on their travels through Kathmandu.

It was at Max’s that we met Zina, a friend of hers from Greece. Zina, who I heard was a Russian princess, a fashion model and a Hollywood starlet, was now a Tibetan Buddhist nun and dressed in maroon robes. Her entourage consisted of Lama Yeshe and Lama Zopa who were her Buddhist teachers. She had met them in Darjeeling at a monastery. Zina and the Lamas joined our coterie. We planned parties, dinners, picnics and adventures together in Max’s Hudson. Then another old friend dropped in on Max. It was Lorenz Prinz, a German photographer who had returned to Nepal to complete a book of photos of the Himalayas. It was Prinz who made the arrangements and guided our preparations for our famous life-changing trek in the Himalayas which I write about here.

Trek group to Lawudo, Lorenz Prinz, left, with Max Matthews, Judy Weitzner, and rest of the team. Photo courtesy of the Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

Preparations for the trip to Solu Khumbu

Lorenz Prinz had returned to Nepal to complete work on a book of photographs of the Himalayas. He had driven overland from Germany with his assistant in a VW van loaded with darkroom equipment. He rented a small house near where we lived out in the country and set up a dark room. He invited me to come and watch him work a few times and I found the alchemy of photography fascinating. Prinz always wore a jaunty beret. He confided that he had had two brain surgeries to remove tumors. Both times it was predicted that he would never walk again and both times he retaught himself how to crawl and then to walk. He was determined to finish the work on his book. Fortunately, he had experience trekking in the Himalayas so we joined forces and he guided us in our preparations for our trip. Max and Chip and I were going on our Spring break from teaching at Lincoln School, so we couldn’t afford the time it would take to hike all the way up to the Everest Region. Prinz made arrangements for chartering the airplanes. Zina and the Lamas wanted to come too. Lama Zopa had not returned to his birthplace since he was taken to Tibet as a young child. He wanted to see his family and return to his village. Zina had invited her French filmmaker friends to meet them in the mountains and film Zopa’s return to his village.

One of my students at Lincoln School was the daughter of a Canadian consultant to the Royal Air Nepal airlines. The family would occasionally invite me to dinner. He was totally appalled at what he found in Nepal. He told me that even the pilots don’t wear seat belts, there were no functioning control towers, and the airplanes weren’t regularly serviced. He said he was amazed that there weren’t frequent crashes given how they operated. I was quite sobered by this conversation. I then mentioned that Prinz had hired the King’s airplane to fly us to Lukla. I was hoping he would say that the King’s plane was serviced regularly and I shouldn’t worry, but what he said was “That plane can’t fly to Lukla. The Lukla landing strip is too short for it – only 900 feet – your plane needs 1200 feet. You need to have a STOL plane (Short Take-off and Landing). A contract group called Arizona Helicopters has them.” I told him that Prinz had tried and that there were no planes available for the flight up, but they could only come and pick us up. I was worried, but I rationalized the situation by thinking that they wouldn’t send a plane to a place where it couldn’t land. They know better. They wouldn’t sacrifice the King’s airplane for some charter money.

In the days before we left, we all scrambled and scrounged for equipment and food. In those days you did it all yourself. There weren’t even accurate trekking maps, much less jackets, sleeping bags and boots to fit big Western feet. We had schlepped big boots and down jackets in anticipation of trekking. Zina was in charge of equipping the Lamas. Even though Max wanted to come along, she seemed to pay little attention to what it entailed. Max needed to find some sort of outdoor clothing. She was an elegant dresser and I had never seen her in pants or “practical” shoes. Fortunately, Prinz had plenty of experience and guided us through the preparations.

Flight to Lukla

The morning of the flight Max made her appearance in a long brocade chuba (Tibetan dress), a silk blouse and beautiful flowers pinned in her hair. I couldn’t believe that she intended to trek in that outfit. Yet Max was oblivious to my reservations about her outfit and lifted her skirt to show me that she had managed to purchase some Nepalese army boots. These were her gesture to mountain gear. Other than that, style always trumped functional clothing. Prinz and his assistant arrived with camera gear slung around their necks. Zina arrived with Lama Yeshe and Lama Zopa. They wore their robes: no sturdy shoes, no jackets, no hats, nothing else. I was upset with Zina for not taking better care of them, but they seemed content with what they had. I always seemed to be playing the role of the practical pig with my very interesting, but totally impractical friends.

While we waited for the pilot to arrive, the Nepalese were loading the plane with all kinds of things, nothing belonging to us. They were filling the aisles up with packages. When I saw them loading a child’s tricycle, I knew that it wasn’t ours. Prinz finally stopped them from putting any more cargo in the plane arguing that we were paying for the plane and it should be reserved for our stuff. Thank God he stopped them when he did, because I am sure we would have crashed with any more weight.

Plane flying out of Lukla airport, 1974. Photo courtesy of Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

Finally, the pilot turned up. He was not the regular pilot. The regular pilot was sick, he explained. The replacement pilot had never flown this route before, but he was willing to give it a try. The problems with this flight were mounding up. Had I been a little more savvy, I would have proposed we cancel the whole idea, but we had all planned this for so long. I was thinking “Surely, they wouldn’t have someone who didn’t know the route fly us in a plane that couldn’t land where we were going, that was also overloaded with cargo, would they?” Well, the answer to that question was…”They would!”

We boarded, some of us scrambling over the cargo in the aisle. We chose seats, which had no seat belts, just as the Canadian had predicted. We tied ourselves down with rope and bungee cords. (Good old bungee cords…I never travel without them. They have saved my bacon more than once). We took off, circling to gain altitude and marveling at the view of Bodhanath and the hilltop that would become known as Kopan from the air. The Lamas were seated in the rear seats. When I looked back at them, they were smiling, but I noticed both of them clicking away on their malas, and thought they might be nervous on their first airplane ride. The reverie of the aerial views of villages, temples and magnificent landscape was abruptly replaced with sheer terror as we hit TURBULENCE. This was not the rocking and rolling that we had experienced in big airplanes. Our plane was buffeted around so hard, it felt like it would break apart! Sometimes we would be blown sideways. I swear our wing was only feet away from the mountainsides. Sometimes we would drop downwards, lifting my heart to my throat. I was pretty sure this would be my last flight. Prinz’s assistant fainted dead away ending up in the aisle. My worry about her took my attention away from our impending disaster for a short time and I was grateful for the distraction.

The pilot looked back at us occasionally after some near miss and rather than inspiring me with steely-eyed confidence he would shrug his shoulders and give us a “what me worry?” look, like what did you expect from someone who has not flown this route before? I looked back at the Lamas again, and prayed that they could keep us aloft with whatever power they had. Finally we started banking and circling around over a deep valley. I looked out and way, way down I saw there was a cleared field, a landing strip. It must be Lukla.

The problem was that we couldn’t approach the strip directly as the plane was too big. We had to spiral around and down with mountains close to our wing tips. We were all terrified, and then sick and nauseous as we descended in circles and finally set down on the runway, hitting and bouncing. The problem was that if the plane undershot the runway, we would have crashed into a mountain.

But, oh no, we had overshot the already too short runway, and we were racing toward the mountain at the other end. “Why didn’t I listen to the Canadian?” I was thinking. “He was right, we can never stop in time”. I braced myself for the crash into the mountain, when suddenly the pilot hung a U-turn throwing us all to the side of the plane. I was sure we would roll over, but, no, we were headed back down the runway, the way we had come. He brought the plane to a stop and we piled out as quickly as possible. Most of us just laid on the ground, hugging the earth, grateful to be alive.

The treking group stops by a river in Kusum on the way to Phagding. The party included Lama Yeshe, Lama Zopa Rinpoche, Max Mathews, Zina Rachevsky, Jacqueline Fagan (a New Zealander who had been at Villa Altomont), Judy Weitzner and her husband, Chip Weitzner. Photo donated by Judy Weitzner to the Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

Some Sherpas approached us wanting jobs as porters and Prinz hired some of them to carry our gear for the trek. They loaded our things into large baskets which they carried on their backs supported by a strap around their forehead. We regrouped at a tea house in Lukla and then began a really pleasant, fairly flat walk up a beautiful valley. I was lulled into thinking that trekking wasn’t so tough after all and that I had been over-worried about preparations.

We spent the night in a Sherpa home, a cousin of our guide, Ang Dorje. I had to crouch to get through the very low doorway. I was ushered inside and offered a seat along the wall. Slowly patterns of white dots began dancing before my eyes. At first I couldn’t figure out whether it was a visual hallucination, but as my eyes became used to the dark I could see that they were drawn on the black walls and shelves. Next I began to make out the glint of handmade metal pots arranged in order of size. As they came into view I marveled at their beauty and craftsmanship. In Kathmandu they sold ugly aluminum pots. These Sherpa pots were amazing. There was a hearth in the corner where the woman of the house presided over the fire and the cooking. The few shafts of light revealed a smoke filled room. I looked up above the fire for a chimney. There was none–just a small opening. All the rafters were thick with black soot which had a dark iridescence when it caught the light. It must have taken decades to build this thick layer. I thought to myself, “In Nepal, they haven’t invented the chimney, yet”.

Later, when Prinz arrived, he failed to duck low enough as he entered, and hit his head on the overhead beam. He was reeling at the blow. When I went to help, he explained the problem was that when he had had brain surgery for a tumor on his brain before coming to Nepal, the doctors had not replaced the section of skull that had been removed. His beret disguised the fact that there was only skin and no skull . He had taken a direct blow to the brain. I was worried about him, but he was stoic and determined to go on. Really, there was no other choice.

That evening, we sat around the fire with the family. I was already beginning to fall in love with the kind and generous Sherpas. Usually, there was someone sitting and spinning wool. Someone else might be weaving on a loom in the corner, or outside in the sunshine. In the US I had been a part of the counter culture which valued self-sufficiency and hand-crafted items. Many of my friends were “back to the land hippies”, experimenting with gardening, carpentry and alternative forms of society. We wanted to rely less on manufactured goods. We wanted to live in communities rather than the isolated nuclear family model of the previous generation. Sherpa society seemed to be living our ideal. I was smitten.

For dinner, our cook prepared some of the food we had brought along. Our Sherpa mother, (Ama) cooked a huge pot of small potatoes. I watched in fascination as the family pinched the cooked potatoes, removing the skin with one gesture and popped the whole peeled potato into their mouths. They shared some potatoes with us and I tried, in vain, to master their technique. I got nowhere and had to painstakingly peel my potatoes in little strips. To this day, I think of the Sherpas when I cook potatoes and wish I knew their magic peeling mudra.

I thought that this was the perfect time to offer my gift. I had heard about the problem of goiters in the mountains. I also knew that salt was a valuable commodity and Sherpas had been involved in the salt trade with Tibet. The American commissary stocked packages of miniature Leslie salt shakers–iodized, of course. I had purchased several to offer to our hosts along the way. Thinking the family would enjoy the salt on their potatoes. I showed them how to twist the lid and sprinkle the salt out. Once they saw that it was salt, they opened the top to the pouring spout, held the shaker above their open mouths, poured, and swallowed the contents in one gulp. Apparently, they really liked salt, but not exactly as a condiment.

The next morning I saw a beautiful woman with a huge goiter. “Why couldn’t USAID do something practical that would change peoples lives for a small investment in iodized salt,” I thought. Next I saw an elderly woman lying on the ground at the side of the path. She was too weak to sit up and was obviously quite ill. Nonetheless, she put her hands together in a namaste greeting and flashed a big smile. I summoned our guide to translate. I said that I was concerned about her and I thought she should go to the hospital. She protested that she couldn’t walk and she didn’t want to go. Besides, she needed to look after her grandchildren. Apparently, someone would carry her outside each morning so she could watch the kids. I told her family that I would hire someone to carry her to the hospital, but she said “no” to that, too. I reluctantly left her behind, but reflected on the fact that despite her extreme disability, she had a valued job to do and that it mattered more to her than the possibility of getting medical help. She was supremely calm and content with things as they were.

The next Himalayan moment came when it was time to cross the river on what the Sherpas would call a bridge. What I saw were some ropes suspended across the river with some boards cradled along the center. There were gaps between some of the boards. I walked a few steps out and discovered that my footsteps caused an undulating rhythm which combined with the swaying made calculating where I put my foot down very challenging. One misstep, and it was a long way down to the river. I rejected offers of help because I knew I didn’t want anyone else on the “bridge” with me. When someone else was walking on the boards, they set up their own unpredictable undulation, making it even more difficult to gauge and direct my next step. The Sherpas noticed my trepidation and told me that when Sir Edmund Hillary built bridges, they stayed in place, but when Sherpas built bridges (here they made a swooping gesture) they washed down the river. Their light-hearted humor only made things worse for me. Holding the waist high rope as I went, I made it across. I failed to inquire whether I had crossed a Sherpa bridge or a Hillary bridge,

We meandered along the river on an easy trail for quite awhile. We were strung quite far apart down the trail. That day, I began to realize that one of the secrets to trekking was to walk at my own pace – not trying to keep up or slow down to walk with someone else. Establishing a rhythm of breathing and walking and paying attention made all the difference.

Max and I were together, moving at the same speed. Suddenly the trail seemed to come to a dead end right at the base of a mountain. There was a pathway heading upward quite steeply, but I couldn’t imagine that it was our trail. I assured Max that we did not have to climb, while I looked around for the proper route, but couldn’t find it. We decided to wait until the Sherpas came along to show us the way. When they came, they pointed upward at the very steep trail. Yes, that was the trail and we were going to have to walk up it. I had completely convinced myself and Max that the upward trail couldn’t possibly be the right one. We had no choice but to start climbing. Not only was it “up”, it was 2,000 feet up, taking us to over 11,000 feet. Without trekking guides or maps, we had no idea we were ascending so quickly, without acclimatizing. Later on much more was known about altitude sickness.

Lama Yeshe and Lama Zopa helped us along. Whenever we needed a boost, Lama seemed to make an appearance to help. Several times when he offered a hand, I wondered, “How did he get in front of us? I thought for sure he was behind.”

Lama Zopa Rinpoche (left) and Lama Yeshe at Thangme, during the first trek to Lawudo in 1969. Photo by Georges Luneau.

I was nearing utter exhaustion when I came upon a Sherpa serving the Lamas hot tea at the side of the trail. He had hiked down from Lama Zopa’s village to greet him. We all sat around and had tea on the side of the mountain. Slowly, I was getting the picture that Lama Zopa was an important person and that the Sherpas were very happy that he was coming to visit. I heard them relay the message up the trail. “Lama’s coming. Lama’s coming” They took the trouble to walk for a day to give the Lamas tea. . I had thought that we were bringing the Lamas along on our trek, but I was beginning to realize that we were beneficiaries of being in their company. Another thing was becoming clear to me, the Sherpas had their own method of tracking people in the mountains. When you met someone on the trail they would ask “where are you going” and “where are you coming from.” Lama Zopa’s arrival had already been telegraphed to his village by this word of mouth method.

When we reached Namche Bazaar, Max and I just sat down on the trail overlooking the famous market town of the Himalayas. I was envying the big birds who were effortlessly gliding on the updrafts. I wanted to trade places with them and soar rather than trudge along. I was tired and crabby. I needed to muster the energy to walk to the guesthouse where we would spend the night. It had turned cold and I was bundled up in my down jacket, but still freezing. Lama Yeshe came along and sat down next to us, admiring the view. Lama held my cold hands in his, trying to warm them up. Suddenly, I was jarred out of my self-pity and noticed what was going on. Here I was, dressed in layers and down and still cold. Lama had his sleeveless shirt and light robes, yet he was warm as toast and trying to take care of me. I asked him, “Lama, how can you do this? How is it that you are warm and I am cold even in my down jacket?” He said, “Oh, it is easy dear. In Tibet we learn this meditation. It keeps us warm. And it is very necessary in cold weather!” Having been plagued by the cold my whole life, I thought, whatever it is, I want to learn it. (Later, when I read Lama Govinda’s “Way of the White Clouds” I would understand that he was talking about Tumo meditation. He did teach it in the last teaching I would receive from him at Vajrapani when he taught “The Six Yogas of Naropa”.)

Lama Yeshe at Thangme, Nepal, during the first trek to Lawudo, Spring of 1969. Photo by Georges Luneau.

The next thing that happened is really hard to believe, but, I swear it happened. Lama was carrying a canteen with cold tea. (Each night, we would fill our canteens with the leftover tea from the evening before to drink during the day.) He asked if I would like something to drink. I said, “yes, I would, but not tea”. “What would you like, dear?”, he asked. I grumpily replied, “a Coca-cola” At the time there was no Coke in Nepal and there was no way he could have even known what I was talking about. The remark was meant as a joke for Max. He poured some liquid out of the canteen and gave it to Max. Max said, ”Look, Judy, it’s Coca Cola. Taste it.” I held it up and looked. It was carbonated. Bubbles were moving up the side of the cup. I tasted it. It was Coke. We all laughed and laughed and I completely forgot about my exhaustion and my bad mood. It was there on that mountainside that I realized that Lama Yeshe was totally amazing and powerful.

On our first night in Namche Bazaar we stayed in two different guest houses. Zina (Rachevsky) and Jacqueline and the Lamas were a few houses away from us. They met the French filmmakers there. When Prinz arrived, he was walking slowly with a stick. He had caught a cold and it was going into his lungs. Actually, he clarified, it was going into his one lung. The other one had been removed. First, no skull, then no lung! Should this man be in the Himalayas? I wondered. Fortunately, we found out that there was a small hospital established by Sir Edmund Hillary not far away. We planned to take him there the next day.

Our party split up the next morning. Zina, Jacqueline, and the Lamas headed toward Lawudo. Lama Zopa would return to his birthplace for the first time since he was carried over the mountains as a small child to go to Tibet for his education. At the time Lawudo was restricted and you needed a special permit to go there. The rest of us headed to Khunde, which was on the way to our destination, Tengboche Monastery. We walked along a high ridge spotting a beautiful iridescent bird along the way. It was Nepal’s national bird. It was the only time I saw the bird except on postage stamps. What a country! A flag with the sun and moon, a national bird that was beyond belief beautiful, and…the Himalayas!!! I was transferring my allegiance to this remarkable place.

The Hillary hospital was staffed by a young couple, doctors from New Zealand. They examined Prinz and diagnosed pneumonia. He would have to stay there. That night we stayed in the beautiful gompa room of another Sherpa home in the village. We slept in their gompa facing an elaborately carved altar with many statues and texts. I felt privileged to sleep in this holy place. Through the small window we could see the sacred mountain, Ama Dablam. When we awoke the next morning and looked out, the landscape had been transformed with a covering of snow. We were going to have to take a lay over day and wait for the snow to melt.

Fortunately this would allow a visit for some of us to see the famous Yeti skull which is housed in Khumjung monastery. I was told by some Sherpas that there were actually three kinds of Yetis – small ones who are vegetarians, medium-sized who eat small animals and big ones who eat yaks and people.

Max (Matthews) and I stayed in the gompa room most of that day. We spent the time in a deep philosophical discussion about the meaning and purpose of our lives. I was reading Alan Watts’ book, “East meets West” which prompted a discussion about Eastern and Western philosophy and our good fortune in meeting the Lamas. It was a magical time deeply imprinted on my mind…looking up at the benevolent gaze of the Buddhas, wondering about the contents of all those beautiful silk-wrapped books. Max and I truly became “Soul Sisters” that day. I felt it was a turning point for both of us. Max wanted to change the direction of her life. Till now my study of Eastern philosophy had been merely an intellectual pursuit. I felt my heart opening to a deeper level.

Max Mathews in a photo from the first trek to Lawudo Retreat Center in Nepal, spring of 1969. Photo courtesy of Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

We were up early the next morning. We knew it was going to be a hard day. When we reached a view point above the valley, the Sherpas pointed out where we would walk: way, way, down to the river and way, way, up the other side. I thought, “no way am I going to be able to walk that far in a day.” Every muscle in my body was sore from the previous day’s walk, but on we went. That day I really began to understand the workings of the human body – things I had taken for granted before – the need we have for oxygen and food for fuel. When we got down to the river, I was about spent. I had discovered that going down is not really easier than going up and that “Sahib’s knee” (the sore knee that inexperienced trekkers get) really happens on the way down. We had a few bars of pemican with us and I ate one. I could feel the renewed energy from the food. It’s funny, but I had never associated eating much with fueling the body for work.

I started up the other side, quite slowly. We were going to a higher altitude than we had been before. Gradually, I became aware that I was running out of oxygen, another thing I had always taken for granted. I had to take several breaths to get enough oxygen to take a few steps. I was moving so slowly that one of the Sherpas came back to help me. He wanted to pull me along with a belt. I didn’t want to move any faster than I was, because each step up meant less oxygen. We compromised finally, with him giving me a bit of a hand, but progressing more slowly than he would have liked. When I finally made the top, everyone else was there and had found lodging in a stone hut at the far end of the village. Mt. Everest was straight ahead with the plume of snow that always blows from the top. The Sherpas call it Chomolungma – Mother of the World, which to me is a more fitting appellation. We were surrounded by magnificent peaks. Each seemed to have its own presence, its own emanation. Indeed they are sacred and deserve our deepest respect.

Tengboche monastery was to our left. The view was vast. Gradually, I adapted to the altitude and could actually walk around without huffing and puffing. We spent a couple of nights there, hiking toward Base Camp one day and visiting the monastery for a blessing on the next. In the doorway of Tengboche I noticed that the same “Wheel of Life” drawing was at the entrance as I had seen at Samyeling Monastery near Bodhanath. I was curious about what it meant. It took several years to patch together the meaning of all the symbols in that amazing drawing. Now there is a book about it, but then I learned about it in bits and pieces when I had some time with a monk or a lama.

The way back to the Hillary Hospital was much easier. We were losing altitude rather than gaining, and my stamina had built up to the point where I could get up and walk for the day without too much problem. It was a real breakthrough for me and my body: to know that I could walk as far as I needed to go and that it didn’t matter whether it was up or down, it was all the same. I felt stronger and more in charge of myself than I had for my whole life. There was way more to this trek than what we saw along the way. For me, it was an incredible integration of body, mind and spirit. I knew I had the strength to do what needed to be done.

Prinz was on the porch of the hospital waving and smiling and looking way better. Thank God for antibiotics. Thank God for Sir Edmund Hillary’s kindness. And here was another amazing karmic incident. The doctors excitedly told us that they had an old x-ray machine that had been donated to the hospital. It had never worked and it was so old they had no idea what to do with it. It turned out that Prinz had driven an ambulance during the war and served as a medic. He was totally familiar with this type of machine, and without hesitation, he made the repairs. (Can you imagine – repairing the x-ray machine, so they can look at your lung?) Not long after they had tested it out on him, a Sherpa walked into the hospital who had fallen off a mountain. They used the machine to diagnose the extent of the damage and found multiple fractures, arms, legs, ribs, everywhere. The miracle was that the Sherpa was so muscle-bound that his musculature was holding the broken bones in place. He was his own cast. That is how he could walk in with all of those fractures. We left Prinz and his assistant behind as he needed a few more days of recuperation before getting to work on his book.

When we arrived back at Namche, it was like coming home to a familiar place. At that point, Chip decided he had to try to go to Lawudo. He just took off down the trail without a permit and said he would be back the next morning in time to leave for Lukla and to catch our flight out. He was flying along the trail and right past the guard station. The guards chased him for a while but gave up. He was moving too fast.

Max and I were waiting back in Namche for him to return. I was getting very nervous. We had to leave by a certain time to make it to Lukla to catch our plane back to Kathmandu. Chip came back late. He was so excited about his experience in Lawudo – going to the cave belonging to Lama Zopa’s predecessor and seeing Lama Zopa and Lama Yeshe make themselves at home there. He had helped open the door by wriggling underneath the entrance. The whole village had turned out for the opening of the meditation cave.

Lama Zopa Rinpoche (center) blesses a mother and child as Lama Yeshe looks on at at Thangme. Photo from the first trek to Lawudo Retreat Center in Nepal, spring of 1969. Photo by Georges Luneau.

Chip carried a note from the Lamas to Max and me. They said that they were going to stay in Lawudo and do some retreat, so we wouldn’t be seeing each other for a while. They also asked if Max and I could work on establishing a school for the children in the Lawudo area. Pieces of the puzzle were coming together. We finally understood that the people of the village had come to Lama Zopa when he was in his previous body, meditating in the cave, and requested that he start a school for their children. There was no school in the area, and, if they wanted an education, children had to be sent to Tibet or down to Kathmandu. The old lama said that he was too old and was going to die soon, but that he would do it for them in his next incarnation. Now, Lama Zopa was back and it was time for fulfilling the promise. Really, this was the first I had heard of promises being made in previous bodies or lifetimes. It was all very far out, but my skeptical mind was relaxing and allowing for possibilities that I would have questioned before.

Lama Zopa Rinpoche artwork, brochure for MEC school at Lawudo, 1969. Image courtesy of Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

At Lukla, we bid farewell to our Sherpa guide, Ang Dorje. I felt so grateful to him for taking good care of us. I wrote a letter of recommendation on a scrap of paper and explained that he should show it to future trekkers to obtain jobs. Many years later, a friend who went trekking told me that they hired a Sherpa who carried a barely readable note from me. It had to be Ang Dorje. I was glad that gesture had served him well.

We waited in Lukla for the Arizona Helicopters plane. There, we were told that the King’s plane had returned on another run the same day we arrived. Maybe they were delivering the cargo that we refused on board. This time the pilot undershot the runway. The landing gear hit the mountainside and the plane crashed. Fortunately, no one was hurt. The plane was later towed by yaks up the runway to Lukla and converted to a Tea house, I heard.

I couldn’t believe how the STOL plane landed. It just flew directly in, without all the spiraling downward that we had done on our arrival. It hit the runway and stopped half-way up – no U-turn needed. The steely-eyed rough neck pilot got out, cussing and swearing. He was mad because we had a big Sherpa pot with us and it would put us overweight. We begged to take the pot with us, but to get the weight down, he dumped some fuel. He knew what he was doing, but the terror on the way back to Kathmandu, was watching the fuel gage tip toward zero as he swore at us and told us that if we ran out of fuel it was our fault for insisting on bringing the big copper pot.

Max, Chip and I returned to teaching and I began to ponder how we might start a school in the High Himalayas.

Lama Yeshe and Judy Weitzner on the land of Vajrapani Institute, CA, 1977. Photo courtesy of Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

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His Holiness the Dalai Lama on the occasion of  the laying the foundation stone for The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom in Bodhgaya, India, January 3, 2023. Photo by Ven. Lobsang Sherab.

On a wintry morning of January 3, 2023, His Holiness the Dalai Lama, despite suffering from a bad cold, presided over the foundation stone laying ceremony for his new center in Bodhgaya, India, The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom. 

Several thousand attendees, both Central and State Government ministers, Tibetan officials from The Dalai Lama Trust, FPMT Spiritual Director Lama Zopa Rinpoche, CEO Ven. Roger Kunsang, as well as other FPMT organization and Maitreya Project members were present. This was a momentous event, the impact of which cannot be overstated.

This center is being built on 30 acres of land which belonged to the Maitreya Project. In 2020, Lama Zopa Rinpoche offered this land to His Holiness, after being asked if he would consider doing so by the previous Prime Minister of the Central Tibetan Administration’s government-in-exile, Lobsang Sangye, and delegates from His Holiness’s office. Rinpoche happily accepted to make this offering to help actualize His Holiness’s wish to build an international institute promoting human values of kindness and compassion, in this area so deeply blessed with Buddhism.

Crowd attending the laying of the foundation stone ceremony for The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom in Bodhgaya, India, January 3, 2023. Photo by Ven. Lobsang Sherab.

Interim director of the project, Tempa Tsering, opened the ceremony with a warm greeting to everyone present and welcomed the special guests.

“The center is His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s vision,” Mr. Tsering explained. “A vision to make this world more peaceful, to make human beings more compassionate, caring, and peaceful, so that there will be genuine peace and happiness in the world. To complete this global objective of genuine happiness, His Holiness firmly believes that the ancient Indian knowledge of the workings of the mind and emotions, as well as ancient Indian methods of mental training, merging with modern science and technology, have much potential for contributing to a safer, happier, more harmonious world for everyone. This is His Holiness’s tribute to the world, promoting ancient Indian wisdom. And this is also His Holiness’s contribution to the wellbeing of humanity.”

This project will be jointly funded by the His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s Trust, as well as the state government and central government.

The model for The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom in Bodhgaya, India, January 3, 2023. The credit for this aesthetically designed campus goes to a family of architects from Karnataka, who have tried to synthesize the Indian, Tibetan, and Greek architectural forms to draft this monumental structure. Photo by Ven. Lobsang Sherab.

“We are most grateful both to the central government, and to the Bihar state government for the consistent support and generous assistance we continue to receive,” Tempa Tsering shared. “And also for the support of Maitreya Project and Lama Zopa Rinpoche in form of 30 acres of land. It is envisioned that His Holiness’s Centre for Tibetan and Ancient Indian Wisdom will be a renowned learning center of its kind, open to everyone, offering participants and visitors the opportunity to learn, to awaken their potential to help solve problems and to heal. We would like to urge everyone to please extend your support so that His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s vision for a more peaceful, compassionate world is realized.”

Kiren Rijiju, Minister for Law and Justice in the Central Government, addressed those gathered. “His Holiness has made India his home and has committed himself to helping to revive awareness of ancient Indian wisdom,” he said. “People from around the world come to India to pay their respects to him. His Holiness refers to India as the guru and Tibetans as the students, but I say that it is he, an apostle of peace, who is the guru to world. On behalf of the people and government of India I express gratitude to him. It’s a privilege for us to have him among us here in India.

“His Holiness states that the wisdom of Nalanda nurtured by such masters as Nagarjuna, Aryadeva and Chandrakirti, a tradition grounded in reason and logic, was kept alive in Tibet. It was concerned less with religion and more with a science of the mind. A center to study along these lines is being established and people from around the world will be able to come and study here.

“The Government of India is committed in turn to supporting this center, which will encourage us to look within. The Centre will be a world-class institution, a gift to humanity, where it will be possible to discover the link between peace of mind and world peace.”

Presenters offered greetings and messages of support to the crowd on the occasion of the laying the foundation stone for The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom in Bodhgaya, India, January 3, 2023. Photo by Ven. Lobsang Sherab.

His Holiness gave a beautiful teaching on cultivating warm-heartedness as the path to happiness, while thanking everyone in attendance including the state and central government, leaders of different religious traditions and within Tibetan Buddhist traditions, and also all the monks and monastics who are gathered.

“Today all of us are gathered here at this sacred and sublime place, Bodhgaya. Whether we are believers in a religion or not it doesn’t matter. We are all gathered here in admiration of the Buddha, and the Buddha’s teaching is very important for bringing about peace in the world,” His Holiness said at the start of his welcome.

“Buddhadharma is basically about the practice of compassion and non-violence and I would like to thank everyone gathered here with this positive state of mind of respect and admiration to the Buddha. The Buddhadharma teaches how to bring about happiness, peace, and support in the world, to bring about happiness to sentient beings and overcome suffering. To achieve this aim we cannot just have wishful thinking that we may have happiness and that suffering will go away, we need to look at the cause of suffering and the cause of our happiness. The cause of suffering is basically our destructive emotions and our self-cherishing attitude—selfishness. To bring about peace in the world, and within ourselves, you need to cultivate a good heart and even if you may be a non-believer, you need to cultivate that mental peace within yourself so that you can share it with others. Master Shantideva says all happiness and joy in the world comes from wishing others to be happy, and all suffering in the world comes from wishing oneself to be happy. So it’s a selfish attitude that brings suffering. Look at the difference between ourselves, who remain like this in samsara, and then look at the Buddha who has become enlightened because of cherishing others over himself.”

“Our daily practice should be warm-heartedness,” His Holiness stressed. “Thinking of the wellbeing of others and a sense of bodhicitta, an altruistic spirit of enlightenment. When we engage in this practice of bodhicitta, we should do so realistically by understanding what would bring about wellbeing and happiness for others, by understanding through your wisdom and analyzing the situation and reality of things. And then, use that understanding and insight along with bodhicitta to serve others. We should all try to do that in our day to day life.”

Lama Zopa Rinpoche and others attending the laying of the foundation stone for The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom in Bodhgaya, India, January 3, 2023. Photo by Ven. Lobsang Sherab.

From January 4-5, selected participants, including Lama Zopa Rinpoche on January 4, discussed the content of the intended curriculum in great detail as well as discussion on setting up a library and museum on the grounds. Courses will teach ancient Indian philosophy, psychology, logic, and dialectics. Additionally, The Four Commitments, Mind and Life dialogues and research, Meditation, Mind Training and Emotional Hygiene will be central components of the study program.  

Dr. Renuka Singh, director, Tushita Mahayana Meditation Centre, Delhi, was present for this ceremony and shared, “I rejoice that through this endeavor the soul of India’s culture and Tibetan philosophical legacy can continue, safely preserved in the Land of the Snows. During this function there was a melody of new order and radiance for our world, weaving a promise of ancient wisdom and plentitude of one’s heart and consciousness.”

The existing 24-foot statue of Maitreya which will remain at The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom in Bodhgaya, India, January 3, 2023. Photo by Ven. Lobsang Sherab.

The existing 24-foot Maitreya statue that is currently on the property has been refurbished and will remain there on the land. The large Maitreya statue in the enlightened aspect, which was a vision of Lama Yeshe, will be part of stage two of the development of the center.

Please join the entire FPMT community, students of His Holiness worldwide, as well individuals working to cultivate qualities of warm-heartedness and compassion into their lives for the benefit of all, in rejoicing in the continued development of The Dalai Lama Centre for Tibetan and Indian Ancient Wisdom.

You can follow important and inspiring news about His Holiness the Dalai Lama on the official website of His Holiness:
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We invite you to follow the teaching schedule of His Holiness on the Office of His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s official website.

On the main stage of Kalachakra Ground, Bodhgaya, offering prayers before the teachings start. December 2022. Photo by Bill Kane.

By Frances Howland-Moscatt

More than 65,000 devotees attended the winter teachings of His Holiness the Dalai Lama in Bodhgaya, Bihar, India, December 29 – January 1. It was his first visit to Bodhgaya in three years, the last time being in January 2020, just before the pandemic changed the world. As well as the many Tibetans, there were people in attendance from the Himalayan regions including Nepal, Ladakh, and Bhutan; some wearing beautiful embroidered local costumes. Among the 3,700 foreign attendees were people from Mongolia, the Russian Buddhist Republic of Kalmykia, and Korea. This time there were no visitors from Tibet or China, due to the many pandemic-related border closures and lockdowns.

Stupa and grounds of Root Institute, Bodhgaya, December 2022. Photo by Jane Seidlitz.

Bodhgaya was bursting with energy. The restaurants and hotels that survived the pandemic closures were full again, street sellers and beggars were everywhere to be seen, and there was a carnival atmosphere in the dusty air.

FPMT students from around the world traveled to Bodhgaya to attend the teachings. For many it was the first time back since the last teachings His Holiness offered in January 2020. Many traveled directly from Kopan Monastery in Nepal after attending what was the first one-month November Course since 2019.

Root Institute for Wisdom Culture was once again buzzing with activity after a long period of closure. It was completely full with over 150 foreign guests including more than 30 FPMT sangha. Lama Zopa Rinpoche was in his house at Root, with the many colored light offerings illuminating the building. Other lamas there included Tenzin Phuntsok Rinpoche (the reincarnation of Geshe Lama Konchog), now 20 years old and studying at Sera monastery, nine year old Tenzin Rigsel Rinpoche (the reincarnation of Kopan’s late Khen Rinpoche Lama Lhundrup), the newly recognized young incarnation of Lama Zopa Rinpoche’s teacher, Dhakpa Tritul Rinpoche, and Sengye Rinpoche.

His Holiness taught for three mornings from December 29 on Nagarjuna’s Commentary on the Awakening Mind. Translated simultaneously into many languages and broadcasted on FM channels, it was also live-streamed for those unable to attend in person. Audience members could also watch the proceedings on a number of large screens, while monks ran among the crowds with salty butter tea and fresh warm Tibetan bread.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama waving to the crowd of attendees during the teachings at Kalachakra Ground, Bodhgaya, India. December 2022. Photo by Bill Kane.

His Holiness was driven each day in a large golf cart to the Kalachakra Teaching Ground, always smiling and waving to well wishers who gathered on either side of the road. At the conclusion of each day of teachings His Holiness came to the front of the stage while waving to the audience, in all directions, as the audience responded with applause and appreciation.

On the right of the stage sat the past and present leaders of the Sakya tradition, including the forty-first Sakya Trizin, who retired in 2017 when his eldest son Ratna Vajra Sakya was enthroned as the forty-second Sakya Trizin. On the left side were the leaders of the Gelug tradition, the Gaden Tripa, Sharpa Choje, and Jangtse Choje, along with H.E. Ling Rinpoche and many other high lamas both young and old, including Lama Zopa Rinpoche.

On the first day of teachings, Theravada monks, mostly from the two Thai monasteries in Bodhgaya, opened the proceedings with chanting of the Karuniya Metta Sutta in Pali, the Buddha’s words on loving-kindness. His Holiness started by saying, “This, the Seat of Enlightenment, it is the most sacred of the sites associated with the Buddha. Elsewhere he taught the Four Noble Truths and the Thirty Seven Harmonies of Enlightenment, but here we are reminded of the essence of all his teachings, which is to discipline the mind for the benefit of sentient beings extensive as space.”

Before conferring the Bodhisattva Vows, His Holiness shared his recent experience at the Wat-pa Thai Temple, “I saw a painting of the Buddha in front of me on the wall, and when I reflected on the Buddha I had a feeling that the Buddha came down and actually stroked my head, and there were some sweets and I had a very clear vision that the Buddha gave me a chocolate from amongst the sweets.” His Holiness added that if we carry out the practices of what the Buddha taught, it’s reasonable to feel he will be pleased.

On the third day His Holiness conferred the Arya Tara empowerment (jenang) saying, “Here, on behalf of this great gathering of people I’ve been requested to give a permission related to Arya Tara.” His Holiness then gave the jenang of the Twenty-one Taras. “While I go through the preparatory rites, please pray to Arya Tara that the Dharma may flourish, that people may be well and that teachers and those gathered here may live long. Keep in mind that the longer you live, the greater will be your opportunity to accumulate merit. What’s more, since Avalokiteshvara (Chenrezig) sits on the crown of my head, you all share a special bond with him, which means you will be cared for by him in life after life.”

Audience of His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s teachings in Bodhgaya, December 2022. Photo by Bill Kane.

On the New Year morning of 2023 a long life puja was offered by the Gelug International Foundation, which represents the entire Gelug tradition. His Holiness pointed out the auspiciousness of the day by saying, “This was something that was not pre-planned as such, it just happened coincidentally, so this is the New Year of the Western calendar, which is over two thousand years old. So, this place, where you are offering this long life puja for me, is the very special place of Vajrasana, the Diamond throne.” His Holiness continued, “As for myself, in this very body for a hundred years I will serve the Buddha Dharma, particularly the Tibetan Buddhist tradition. I pray to be able to live long to serve the Dharma and I pray that as long as space endures, as long as sentient beings remain, I will abide to dispel the miseries of the world, this is my sincere prayer every day.”

Lama Zopa Rinpoche, Ven. Roger Kunsang, Ven. Thubten Tendar, Ven. Holly Ansett, Thubten Rigsel Rinpoche, and Ven. Thubten Kunkhen on their way to His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s teachings, Bodhgaya, December 2022. Photo by Bill Kane.

While the Gaden Tripa Tenzin Lobsang Rinpoche read long life praises and dedications, a young violinist from Mongolia performed a beautiful song, a large group of women performed traditional dances and sang—a moving offering for His Holiness.

Ven. Khunphen from Germany has been the spiritual program coordinator at Tushita Meditation Centre in Dharamsala for 19 years, and is currently the acting director. She said, “[The teachings] are always inspiring, wonderfully organized, with hardly any queues. It was so good to see after the pandemic. Root Institute is our home; it is very comfortable, wonderful food, the cooks get up and have breakfast made for us by 4am, amazing, amazing.”

Ven. Lindy Mailhot from Tasmania, Australia has been the director of Chag-Tong Chen-Tong Centre for 20 years. “It has been extraordinary being here, an amazing sense of collective connections. Root Institute is wonderful with delicious food, great service, surrounded by so many holy beings, friends—it’s a big home for many of us.”

Ven. Thubten Kalden (Marcos Troia) from Brazil, is assistant director of Nalanda Monastery in France where 22 monks live and study. Ordained three years ago, he said, “For me this was very special now that I am a monk. I brought my mother here from Brazil. It has been wonderful to share with her all these moments—we did some pilgrimage, and attended the teachings. It is incredible to see how Root Institute has the capacity of doing so many things in such a busy period. In 2019, before COVID they had so many more volunteers helping.”

Bill Kane, an American photographer living in Thailand, commented, “Most people are appreciating being here since we have missed it for three years. You could see that people were very happy everywhere you went, even the security, everyone I encountered with my press pass, everybody was very happy to be back and have His Holiness back in Bodhgaya. I love staying here at Root Institute, especially to be away from the dust and pollution. Bodhgaya is always an extreme place to visit.”

Paloma Fernandez previously served as the FPMT Spanish National Coordinator, and is currently project manager for the planned Lama Tsongkhapa Retreat Center in Spain. She first came to India in 2006 and worked as a volunteer nurse at Root Institute’s Shakyamuni Buddha Clinic. This time, she said, “I came with a group of seven from Bilbao, it is amazing to be here, it’s like coming back home. The pandemic was such a difficult time for many of us running the centers, as soon as we saw in the news that His Holiness was teaching in Bodhgaya we all bought tickets. We thought, ‘We have to do it!’ My husband Koke (Alvaro) Muro is director of the Nagarjuna Wisdom Center in Bilbao and was accompanied by his mother. It is amazing to see all the lamas, to see Lama Zopa Rinpoche again; because with the pandemic, we did not know if that would ever happen again. It feels like reconnecting with what is the most important thing in our lives. The first few hours I was here at Root Institute, seeing the Indian staff I know from before, so happy to see them, I got hugs from some of them, really amazing, I am very happy.”

Luke Davis works as a teacher in Kathmandu. He said, “It is incredible to be in this magical land, to be in the presence of His Holiness, the embodiment of Avalokiteshvara, and receive succinct yet incredibly profound teachings that cut right to the heart on emptiness and bodhicitta. Root Institute is a sanctuary, especially the Stupa Garden where I am staying, with the Kadampa stupa and the many goats whose lives have been saved by Lama Zopa. Away from the hustle and bustle of Bodhgaya, it provides a wonderful opportunity to reflect on the day’s teachings and connect with Dharma friends.”

All in all, it was a wonderful four days, back with His Holiness the Dalai Lama in Bodhgaya, the unique, special and holy place where the Buddha sat under the Bodhi Tree and manifested enlightenment.

Frances Howland-Moscatt is the FPMT South Asia Regional Coordinator and lives in Kathmandu, Nepal.

You can follow important and inspiring news about His Holiness the Dalai Lama on the official website of His Holiness:
https://www.dalailama.com/news

We invite you to follow the teaching schedule of His Holiness on the Office of His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s official website.

Ven. Margaret McAndrew with Lama Yeshe, 1981. Photo courtesy of Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive.

For many long-time students of Lama Yeshe and Lama Zopa Rinpoche, Kopan Monastery in Kathmandu, Nepal, is where they first met the teachings of Buddha and where they saw their lives changed profoundly. In 2013, Mandala Magazine shared the story of Ven. Margaret McAndrew, who arrived at Kopan in 1974. Sadly, Ven. Margaret passed away in 2015.

We invite you to read Ven. Margaret’s story which, while taking place in 1974, has full relevance today for students of FPMT and anyone who has ever visited, or aspired to visit, Kopan Monastery. 

Please read, “I Realized that My Life Couldn’t Be the Same Again” from the Mandala archives:
https://fpmt.org/mandala/archives/mandala-for-2013/october/ani-margaret-mcandrew/

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His Holiness the Dalai Lama arriving in Bodhgaya and visiting the Tibetan Monastery, December 22, 2022. Photo courtesy of the Office of His Holiness the Dalai Lama website.

His Holiness the Dalai Lama will be offering teachings at the Kalachakra Teaching Ground in Bodhgaya, India, starting December 29 through 31, with a long life puja offered on January 1, 2023. The events will be broadcast live on the website of the Office of His Holiness, as well as on the Dalai Lama Archive Youtube channel. The teachings are translated live in Tibetan, Chinese, English, Vietnamese, Japanese, Hindi, Korean, Spanish, French, German, Russian, Nepali, Ladakhi, Italian, Portuguese and Mongolian. Links to the webcasts in various languages can be found on the live webcast page for the teachings.

His Holiness will begin with offering a two-day commentary on Nagarjuna’s Commentary on Bodhicitta. On December 31, His Holiness will confer a jenang blessing (permission to practice) of the Twenty-one Taras. A long life puja will then be offered for His Holiness by the Gelug tradition on January 1 at the Kalachakra Teaching Ground, in the place of the Buddha’s enlightenment.

Here is the events schedule announced by the Office of His Holiness; all times shown are Indian Standard Time (IST):

December 29, 8am – 9:30am IST – Teachings on Nagarjuna’s Commentary on Bodhicitta
December 30, 8am – 9:30am IST – Teachings on Nagarjuna’s Commentary on Bodhicitta
December 31, 8am – 9:30am IST – 21 Taras Jenang Blessing
January 1, 8am – 9:30am IST – Long Life Puja Ceremony

We rejoice and hope you will be able to tune in to these wonderful events!

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The 102nd Ganden Tripa Rizong Rinpoche. Photo courtesy of Drepung Loseling Monastery Facebook page.

The 102nd Ganden Tripa Rizong Rinpoche, one of Lama Zopa Rinpoche’s gurus, passed away on December 8, 2022 at Drepung Monastery, Karnataka, India, at age 94.

Ganden Trisur Rizong Sras Rinpoche was born in Ladakh, India in 1928, to an aristocratic family, his father being a prince of Ladakh. At age four, he was recognized as the previous Sras Rinpoche by the thirteenth Dalai Lama, who had founded the well-known Rizong retreat hermitage. After being recognized, Rinpoche entered monastic life. In 1948, Rinpoche moved to Tibet to continue his studies at Drepung Loseling Monastery in Lhasa. He remained there in Tibet until the Chinese invasion in 1959, when he fled back to India.

Back in India, Rizong Rinpoche would later be named the abbot of the Drepung Loseling Monastery in India by His Holiness the Dalai Lama, in 1984. Rinpoche later became abbot of Gyume Tantric Monastery, and then served as Ganden Choje, the position held before becoming Ganden Tripa (Ganden Throneholder). In 2009, Rinpoche was appointed as the 102nd Ganden Tripa, the spiritual head of the Gelug lineage, and served the traditional full-term of seven years, retiring from the position in 2016.

The 102nd Ganden Tripa Rizong Rinpoche. Photo courtesy of Voice of Tibet Facebook page.

The Central Tibetan Administration offers some of Rinpoche’s biography:

“Rinpoche …made the practice of meditation his principal focus in life, and has conducted numerous extensive retreats, including a three-year tantric retreat on the Yamantaka mandala in a remote hermitage in Ladakh. Through his achievements in practice and scholarship, he represents the pinnacle of the Sutra and Tantra traditions.

Rinpoche was renowned for his Tantric powers, and [was] frequently called upon by His Holiness the Dalai Lama to lead ceremonies for healing and other similar purposes.”

His Holiness the Dalai Lama shared some words on December 9, 2022, the morning after Rizong Rinpoche’s passing, while at a conference on secular education:

His Holiness the Dalai Lama with Ganden Trisur Rizong Rinpoche. Photo courtesy of Drepung Loseling Monastery Facebook page.

“Today, many old friends have gathered here. It’s with sadness that I’ve heard this morning that Kyabje Rizong Rinpoche, the former Ganden Throneholder, passed away last night. Although his passing away is a natural part of life, I’m sad because he was one of my teachers.

“I once visited him in Ladakh at a time when he was completing a long meditation retreat. He received me sitting on the very seat where he had been meditating so long and gave me the transmission of Nagarjuna’s Six Collections of Reasoning. His death reminds me of the Four Seals:

All conditioned phenomena are transient.
All polluted phenomena are unsatisfactory or in the nature of suffering.
All phenomena are empty and selfless.
Nirvana is true peace.

“Unless we cut the chains of ignorance, we will be unable to stop the cycle of suffering. We have to understand that no matter how they appear, things have no independent or absolute existence.”

Lama Zopa Rinpoche, Khen Rinpoche Geshe Chonyi, and the Kopan Lama Gyupa monks offered Yamantaka self initiation upon the news of this great lamas passing. 

We are profoundly sad at the incredible loss of this remarkable meditation master, scholar, and teacher, who was one of Lama Zopa Rinpoche’s gurus. We hope this outline of his life will be cause of rejoicing in his many good deeds and deep impact. 

While reading obituaries we can also reflect on our own death and impermanence prompting us to live our lives in the most meaningful way. More advice from Lama Zopa Ripoche on death and dying is available, see Death and Dying: Practices and Resources (fpmt.org/death/).

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