Sat, 31 May, 2014 - 13:13For most of us the International Retreat is long over, but the doughty clear-up team have only just left, after a further week’s work dismantling the marquees, showers, toilets and kitchen.
Happily we can know something of their playtime too, with this great little recording from Suvajra. It’s Sumana’s folk setting of Sangharakshita’s poem, “Secret Wings” about our resistance to acknowleding our own spiritual potential.
Sumana main voice and banjo; guitar Joe Richardson: backing vocals Joe Hill and Shantikara...
Wed, 28 May, 2014 - 11:39Mariana Hermoso is a young film-maker from Mexico City. She’s also one of the eight women taking part in the Young Women’s Dharma Life Course at Adhisthana and doing a huge amount of work on the International Retreat. She offers her impressions of last weekend.
After a week of hard organisational work led by the Buddhafield and Adhisthana teams, the fourth Triratna International Retreat took place at Adhisthana.
Tue, 27 May, 2014 - 09:48Here’s a lively Polish contribution to the children’s evening entertainments.
We seem to have more children than we started with (certainly better than the other way round). About 20 children ranging from about 1-13 years have enjoyed own activity tent full of things to do and play with, and they’ve been a delight to have around, splashing in puddles, sleeping in their parents’ laps in pujas, making offerings and, every night before the puja, enjoying storytelling with Jayaraja and...
A round-up of some pictures from day 4 that we didn’t get earlier. Including some more great portraits (of Lee from Sheffield and friend, spoon carving!) by Suvajra and the quite lovely batiks made during the retreat under the hand and guiding eye of Sarah Jones.
Mokshini talks about how we can tie our precepts to our everyday actions. How do we practise the precepts as consumers? As she pointed out, every purchase we make is a vote for the kind of world we want to live in.
Mon, 26 May, 2014 - 19:32So, last day… and sunshine has poured down on us, and on the extraordinarily green and beautiful Herefordshire countryside around us. The mud is drying, but remains deep - and lethally slippery - in the dining tent.
The morning’s big events on the retreat “fringe”: a loud crash as the main crockery table sank into the mud, shedding its load, which all had to be rewashed; and a “wellie amnesty”, where everyone who’d lost their boots, or picked up...