Monks at Paro Taktsang, the main temple complex in Paro, Bhutan, practice a traditional dance to be performed before the public during a religious ceremony, David Butow
"We had a lot of trouble with western mental health workers who came here immediately after the genocide and we had to ask some of them to leave.
They came and their practice did not involve being outside in the sun where you begin to feel better. There was no music or drumming to get your blood flowing again. There was no sense that everyone had taken the day off so that the entire community could come together to try to lift you up and bring you back to joy. There was no acknowledgement of the depression as something invasive and external that could actually be cast out again.
Instead they would take people one at a time into these dingy little rooms and have them sit around for an hour or so and talk about bad things that had happened to them. We had to ask them to leave."
- A Rwandan talking to a western writer, Andrew Solomon, about his experience with western mental health and depression. From The Moth podcast, ‘Notes on an Exorcism’ (via yeshecholwa
(Source: facebook.com, via yeshecholwa)
Today was our first full day of the residents retreat at Gampo. We have 4 long spaces for practice, rest, study, exercise, and work, other than this nothing scheduled. Silence held throughout. Very restful and open. I just finished reading Contemplating Reality by Andy Karr. What an incredible guide to Buddhist philosophy. What minds we have!
Even so, today was full. I have been working in the kitchen for a while and today I picked beautiful greens from our garden. All of our beets were eaten by mr.moose. He left big hoof prints all over our beds.
Venerable Lodro found a bat in her cabin that I helped remove today. Richard said she is deathly afraid of bats but I couldn’t be happier to be with this fellow. He was shivering. He stayed in a jar marked for soup stock all day. Samten and I took him to the stupa where he fluttered away. He seemed so delicate and calm. My mind stopped as he scooped around our heads.
Bats seem deeply in my heart and it was nice to get to know one. I want to flutter in the way they do!