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June 22nd, 2016


Today waas another pleasant and surprisingly uneventful day at Corpus Christi House.  People were a little edgy (probably because of the heat (92 degrees) and non availablity of expected material services -- haircuts and bus passes moarly).  We were also really short of men's clothing.  But everyone held it together.  The one argument stayed verbal and not particularly loud.  No one thought intervention might be necessary.

On the other hand, there was plenty of food.  One of the guests brought me a delicious meat sandwich, and there were great looking deserts.  13 years ago, food was pretty hit or miss; now it seems there is a regular mid day meal!

I am slowly making friends among the guests.  The volunteers (except for me) seem very busy and and there has hardly been time for introductions.  There also seem to a fairly significant number of "guest volunteers" doing service to the  other guests.  (I assume that non-homeless volunteers wear designating clothing and guest volunteers do not, there were five people with CCH t-shirts and four apparent voluteers without.  This also
made for high ratio of volunteers to guests: 1 to 10 maybe.

Kelsang Gyatso - Little Tiger (Fragment)


"...The groundless sphere of all phenomena
is not created fresh by a discursive mind;
yet when the face of ever-presence is known,
all concreteness spontaneously fades away.

Rainbows radiating colors freely
are not obsessed by attractive costumes;
by the force of dependent conditions,
they appear distinct and clearly.

This vivid appearance of the external world,
though not a self-projected image,
through the play of fluctuating thought and mind,
appears as paintings of real things.

-- from Songs of Spiritual Experience: Tibetan Buddhist Poems of Insight & Awakening, Translated by Thupten Jinpa / Translated by Jas Elsner

Poetry Chaikhana | Kelsang Gyatso - Little Tiger

This long Tibetan Buddhist poem (of which i have printed the final three of 14 segments) did not inspire me.  In fact, it went woooosh over my crewcut in a gesture indicating my lack of comprehension.  It is beyond me.

Combined with Ivan Granger/s commentary, it is a powerful and spiritual poem!
The expanded commentary on today's Poetry Chaikhana blog (06/22/2016) is even more useful.

Reality is not "something" that "i" can experience.
The experience of reality is a gift from the Great Self to the True Self,
of which my small self
may catch a tiny glimpse
if "i" am contemplative
and lucky.



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