A Snowy Boulder Blog

We Canadians are accused of having cold weather, but it was snow in Boulder
yesterday, the day after I arrived. Back in Halifax it was merely raining. In
the wet Boulder morning, I met Lee Worley for coffee at Vic's, where we
discussed a book she is editing of Mudra theater material, most of it based on
talks given by Chogyam Trungpa as well as his plays. Lee is vibrant and
inspired and working hard on this project during her sabbatical from Naropa
University. She kind of twinkled when she talked about the work. Following that
discussion, I met up with Tom Hast, who together with his wife Sylvia is
hosting me for a few days in Boulder. Tom and I drove to Burnt Toast, a
restaurant on the Hill (area near the University of Colorado) where Waylon
Lewis, who really does kind of wail in a great way, editor in chief of
Elephant magazine, had his office away from the office for the day. Waylon had
invited two other people of younger persuasion (well under 40) to join Tom and
me for a discussion of the Chogyam Trungpa Legacy Project. These people spoke
with energy and passion about their connection to Chogyam Trungpa and his
teachings and their desire to study and practice more in the spirit and lineage
of his teachings. All are active in Shambhala International but see a place for
programs devoted to Chogyam Trungpa's teachings. I hope they'll come to the
meeting on Monday, the 24th, in the shrine room in the Shambhala Center at 7
pm. PLUG PLUG for you Boulderites, if anyone's reading.
In the afternoon, I also met with Bill Karelis about various projects he's
interested in and then Tom and I headed for dinner at the Kitchen, great local
food. I proved once again to be a bad vegetarian as I ate the Tasmanian salmon.
After dinner, we drove through the snow to Marv Ross's house to visit with
Robin Kornman, who is here for the Ocean of Dharma conference which begins
Friday night at the Naropa Nalanda campus on Arapahoe with a talk and book
reading by Diana Mukpo from DRAGON THUNDER. PLUG PLUG Robin looked great, very
much like a cherubic and mischievous deity of some kind, amazing energy and
radiation.
Marv has been cooking up a storm for Boulderites and visitors every night, so
that Robin and he can enjoy old friends and new. We had eaten so we demurred
from sampling the pork roast and mashed potatoes. Robin told me that he'd like
to have a good argument at the conference with me about the dralas, magical
forces, of Shambhala. Hmmm. I told him I'd have to study up.
First day quite full. This morning: brilliant sun, snow on mountains, that
crisp Boulder air. This is my home town, place I was born, always strange to
return here. Now on to meetings at Naropa. Well, first more coffee at a local
cafe. Perhaps Trident today.