Losar is the Tibetan New Year, same as the Chinese, and I went to Vajrapani Retreat Center’s celebration today. They had prepared a fabulous lunch:
Chotak was there on one of his first outings from the hospital. He looked years older but otherwise he was unchanged. When we got to the telling of stories from the early days with Lama Yeshe, Chotak got going, mostly telling stories about himself. Fantastic things always happens to him, like in Kopan he saw a huge bird, a garuda or a phoenix, I guess. And in Solo Khumbu, when he meditated, a jeti (bigfoot) came to him in his cave and he chased it away with a mudra (ritual gesture) and a power word. Many times he has been on the edge between life and death, usually brought there by his wild living, and every time he miraculously bounces back. It isn’t longer ago than last October since he was apparently braindead in a respirator, and there is still a part of his skull on ice, waiting to be put back on.