The one thing you learn fast is people like to tell stories, and always with humor at its core, in Shambhala. A story that I have thought about several times over the last few days that Doria told Saturday still makes me giggle.
Apparently years ago when the first or so seminary people were finding it difficult to take sitting meditation. Calling is torture and crazy among things, bemoaning sitting for hours on end. And word eventually reached
Chogyam Trungpa it seemed. So one day he walked in, slowly making his way to the front and stood before all who were sitting.
"Shall I call an ambulance?"
No one spoke and silence followed as he slowly walked out.
There are many stories that no matter how well it could be written, far better than I could ever dream of writing, will always best heard with laughter in the voice of the speaker. This is one of them, but I had to share.
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