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The Lonely Mango or ‘How to share a terrace with three dogs, cockroaches, ants and other little critters and experience Boudha with eyes and ear, nose and mind.’ August 2014. Close to Boudha, on a roof, a 5th floor, between monasteries, views, a panoramic view, the Kathmandu valley view. Green hills, grey sky, green-grey, lead-grey, silver-grey, black-grey, dark  blue-grey. Light blue holes within the clouds allow a moment to realize infinity. It is the rainy season. The scent of sandalwood, cinnamon, patchouli, cloves and undefined herbs, drifting smoke, deep-fried  pastries, vegetable fried rice mixed with the odour of urine and burning trash are passing my sense of  smell. Peals of bells, garlings, couch shell trumpets and drumming noises swirl through the air, adding to the chanting of  monks and nuns. Birds are screaming, babies crying, dogs barking. One neighbour’s water pipe is  running and running and running....The bladder is calling. ...

  Being back in Lhasa for summer holidays after one year’s study outside the country was very  different. I worked as tour guide during this summer holiday just as I did before when I was in  Tibet. The good thing is that the holiday was very joyful and meaningful. Thinking about what the  cause is for that joyful period, I came to realize that it is the dharma classes I am taking at  Rangjung Yeshe Institute. Dharma Studies made me look a lot like an authentic Tibetan and made  me a busy tour guide this summer.   Being a tour guide in Tibet requires a lot of experiences and information on Tibetan history,  culture, politics, geography, and so on. On top of that, it is never enough to provide the tourists  with explanation on Buddhism since Buddhism plays the key role in Tibet and most tourist  attractions are monasteries. The explanation within one particular monastery differs from guide to  guide. Some focus more on history,...

I first visited Rangjung Yeshe Institute in 2010. Immediately upon witnessing people engage with, practice,  and study the dharma in such an intensive way, I felt the wish to be able to do the same. There were obstacles that  needed to be overcome in order to make this happen, but by 2013 I made it. And now that I am here, every day  I wake up and feel as if I am living in a dream. Every day I feel immense gratitude toward everyone who makes  studying here at the shedra possible.  I think of the Buddha and the lineage masters, and the indescribable good fortune we have of encountering  the priceless wisdom of the teachings. I think of the kindness of the guru, whose love and compassion make all things possible. I think of the ordained sangha whose depth of study and practice inspire us. I think of all the westerners  who traveled to faraway places and regardless of living situations, language barriers, and other hardships, remained committed to...

Dear friends, On my last break from school I headed to a valley in north Nepal, close to the border with Tibet, called Langtang Valley. From the beginning I knew this trek was going to be different than all my other wanders in the mountains. I won't say much about the breathtaking view in this valley, or about the peaceful, kind character of the people living in the high mountains. But I do want to tell you about the little kids living there. While traveling there I noticed that many of the young kids of the villages stay at home throughout the day, something that forced their parents to divide their time between their demanding jobs and housework and the demands of child care. I wondered what the reason was that the kids stay at home all day, every day. After some talks with the local Tibetan people I found out that there is no school in the upper part of the valley. So the kids are facing three options: attend the closest school (which is two days walking distan...

Goethe once wrote:  “Mountains are silent teachers that make taciturn students.”  I really like this sentence, because it's so true. Mountains have something fascinating about them, and I heard so many people say that it is almost impossible to not start thinking when you see those majestic, beautiful things. That mountains seem to be floating on clouds, as if not really real and without any contact to the ground, and also both so far away and very close at the same time. To me it is no wonder that people start believing in gods or the like, just looking at mountains. I guess Nepal with all it's mountains is basically predestined to spirituality, just because of having mountains. Right now it's Friday, I'm in Bandipur, one of my favorite places in Nepal, and enjoying the view (with mountains, of course). The philosophy class was cancelled (the Khenpos are on a short retreat with Chökyi Nyima Rinpoche), but I still feel like I'm getting a little class...

In order to strengthen and stabilize Buddhism within Nepal, Chökyi Nyima Rinpoche, Chokling Rinpoche and Phakchok Rinpoche have decided to host Lamas from all over Nepal for one week at our monastery every year. The first such event took place last year in 2013. At this auspicious occasion Chokling Rinpooche was transmitting the complete empowerments and transmissions of the terma teachings of Jatsön Nyingpo, while Chökyi Nyima Rinpoche and Phakchok Rinpoche were giving teachings. On the 11 th of February 2014 after the Lamas had gathered once again to receive teachings and empowerments for one week, the event concluded with a big whole day Chö Feast. Chö, literally cutting through, is one of the Eight Practice Lineages of Tibetan Buddhism. It was founded by the yogini Machik Labdrön (1055-1149/53), who was a disciple of the Indian master Padampa Sangye. It is a practice that is said to put the Prajnaparamita teachings on transcendent wisdom into practice. While upho...

There is the generalized belief that a translated text will never be able to capture the greatness of its original—in other words, it will always imply per se a loss of sumptuosity.  The semiotician and novelist Umberto Eco [1] (1932) epitomizes this pessimistic understanding when he states that “translation is the art of failure” [2] . Taking into the account this gloomy premise, I wanted to explore some of the features associated with the process of translation which might have captivated people since the very invention of written literature [3] .  To start with, we should examine the assumption of the implicit loss of richness in translation in order to ascertain either it is appropriate or not. Linguists have articulated different paradigms of translation. Nevertheless, one of the most fascinating is the theory that Walter Benjamin [4] (1892-1940) formulates in his The Task of the Translator [5] . Simplistically speaking, Benjamin undermines the previous ...