Khandro Kunga Escape From Tibet

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Khandro Kunga Escape From Tibet

Post by phantom59 » Wed Oct 21, 2009 7:56 am

'It happened at the last minute. I didn’t have the intention, and I
didn’t have the money to travel. I followed a sign that came in my
dreams. There was a bus blowing its horn indicating its departure, and
until I got on the bus I was unaware of where I was heading. I learnt
from the other people on that bus that they were going to Lhasa and
thence to Shigatse. A couple of days into the journey I learnt that
they were also planning to go to Mount Kailash.

“One day, while we had stopped our journey at Shigatse, I was
circumambulating Tashi Lhunpo Monastery when I came across an elderly
man dressed in an Indian cloth doti. This complete stranger gave me
2000 gormo. He asked me to sit beside him, and begun to tell me many
unusual stories. He told me that India was just beyond this mountain,
and that I should be meeting with His Holiness the Dalai Lama and many
other lamas. He kept urging me to head for India – and at the time it
didn’t feel at all strange, although when I recall it now it seems
amazing to me.”

There was much hardship. I had no mission of my own and was just
following the pilgrims. I don’t remember very clearly how long the
journey was, but I did fifteen koras round Mount Kailash and due to my
unusual actions and the words that I was speaking, rumors were going
around that I was a dakini. People began to line up to see me, even
seeking blessings from me. It was very tiring for me to deal with the
crowds, but a very kind monk from a nearby monastery took good care of
me with food and drink. He even organized a better system for the
people who came to see me for blessings, etc. Many of those people
expressed their wish to go to India with me. One night, quite suddenly
and without any discussion, I made up my mind to leave for India and
so a man who was our guide led seventeen of us from the bus along the
trail that leads to the border. He wasn’t very experienced and it took
seventeen days to reach Kathmandu in Nepal. It should have taken only
seven days. We were in no man’s land, and as there were no real paths
or people to ask, it was impossible to tell whether we were even out
of Tibet. We had to just follow the signs I got in my dreams. When we
were confused about the way, I was instructed to go in the direction
where there appeared a circle of light. Maybe this was the blessing of
the Dalai Lama or Palden Lhamo.

“Sometimes we had to walk all day without any food or drink, and
sometimes we had to walk all through the night. We were not prepared
for such a long journey.

“When I arrived in Nepal, I fell seriously ill with food poisoning and
could not continue with my companions towards India. I had to stay at
the reception center in Kathmandu, vomiting blood, which made the
staff suspicious that I had a contagious disease. I was left to sleep
outside the building in a field. I was so weak that I couldn't change
position. When I needed to move, they used long sticks to push me back
and forth because they were afraid to touch me with their hands. As my
condition worsened, the staff thought I wouldn’t survive, and so asked
me if I wanted to leave a last message for my family and asked for the
address to deliver it.

“So I made a request for monks from a monastery to do prayers after I
died and to take my body for cremation to a peak which I later found
out is the holy Nagarjuna hill where Buddha had spoken the sutra
called Langru Lungten.

“I asked them to take my urine in a bottle and give it to whomever
they met first at the Boudhanath Stupa entrance. By now I was
semi-conscious, but they were kind enough to do this favor for me. The
person who took my urine met a man at the gate who turned out to be a
Tibetan physician. He tested my urine and diagnosed that I had been
poisoned with meat, prescribed some medicine and even sent me some
blessing pills. My health improved dramatically and I had many good
dreams. When I recovered, I was sent to the Dharamsala reception
center, together with some other newly-arrived people.'

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Re: Khandro Kunga Escape From Tibet

Post by Duneyogi » Sat Mar 26, 2011 3:46 am

Do you know where Kunga Khandro is now in 2011, and if she travels at all to the US?
I'm inspired by her and her story and would like to find out more about her.
Thank you.

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Re: Khandro Kunga Escape From Tibet

Post by Josef » Thu Mar 31, 2011 4:13 am

She is really interesting.
Kye ma!
The river of continuity is marked by impermanence.
Ceaseless flowing of appearance.
Beautiful and repulsive.
The dance of life and death is a display of the vast expanse.
With gratitude the watcher and the watched pass through the barrier of duality.

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