A Conversation With David Rome
by The Chronicles
June 7, 2016
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L' affaire Merwin quickly became a hot gossip item on the coast-to-coast literary scene.
Its first effect was to create a wave of poetry-politics backlash against the Kerouac School. Robert Bly, who'd already been quietly criticizing Ginsberg for inviting only his friends to teach poetry at Naropa, now opened fire, discussing the "Merwin episode" (whose facts he had a very fuzzy idea of) in public at every opportunity.
Ginsberg, fearing the loss of a $4000 grant to the Kerouac School from the National Endowment for the Arts, responded by initiating the "Merwin cover-up" (later known as "Buddha-gate"). He contacted both Bly and Merwin and asked them to inform the NEA that there was no connection between Trungpa's alleged misbehavior and Naropa or the Kerouac School.
David Rome, Trungpa's private secretary, now wrote a letter to the Karma Dzong community of Boulder from the Rocky Mountain Dharma Center, where Trungpa was on retreat. According to one source, the letter warned the community against "enemies of the dharma" -- like, by inference, Robert Bly.
Bly returned to Boulder in May, 1977, and in the guise of a poetry reading presented his audience with a long harangue about the Merwin matter.
"I told Allen Ginsberg he is sacrificing the community of poets for his teacher," Bly is reported to have said on this occasion. "This Kerouac School is doomed."
At the intermission of Bly's "reading," a woman student of Trungpa rose and called the poet "not a warrior -- a coward."
Bly left town mumbling about "Buddhist fascism" -- the term, he claimed, which W.S. Merwin was now using to apply to the activities of Chogyam Trungpa.
-- The Great Naropa Poetry Wars, With a Copious Collection of German Documents Assembled by the Author, by Tom Clark
This is a three-part conversation with David Rome. Part one focuses on his years working directly with Trungpa Rinpoche as his personal secretary and later as the Kasung Kyi Khyap, or head of the Kasung. Part two is a discussion about the principles of commmand and protection. In part three, David talks about his many activities since leaving Boulder in 1983, including Schocken Books, Greystone Foundation, Garrison Institute, and his recent book: Your Body Knows the Answer.
David Rome, Part 1
Today I am in Brookline Massachusetts in the beautiful nearly manorial home of Sam and Hazel Bercholz who have been kind enough to lend us their living room as our studio, and I have with me a very dear friend, David Rome, who was the Kasung Kyi Khyap and he was the secretary to Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche. He was also a member of the board of directors and a member of the cabinet as such, and a member of the privy council of Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche. And besides his illustrious career as a member of the Vajradhatu community and Shambhala community, he is also a very accomplished practitioner of social enterprise in the world. And also bringing the traditions of mindfulness into social action. David was also the senior fellow at the Garrison Institute in New York. He was senior vice president of planning and development at Greyston Foundation in New York also. And before that he was president of Schocken Press. And he is the author of a forthcoming book called “Your Body Knows the Answer,” which will be published by Shambhala Publications in the near future.
Asking David to talk a little bit about his life is like going to Paris and having two days. It’s a very difficult organizing challenge….
David, how did you meet Trungpa Rinpoche?
A. I had been hitchhiking in Europe in the summer of 1971 with an old high school friend. This was after I graduated from college, I spent two years in the U.S. Peace Corp [1968-1970?] working as a teacher in East Africa.Between 1964 and 1972, he served as deputy Peace Corps director in India, country director in Tunisia and Nigeria and finally as director of all Peace Corps programs in Africa.[3]
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-- Garrison Institute Biannual Report, by Marc Weiss / Executive Director
And it was shortly after I returned from that that my friend Alex called me up and said, “Hey, do you want to bum around Europe together for a couple of months?” And he had spent a year in India, and was very interested in Gandhi and Eastern spirituality which I really had no almost no experience of at that point, and we started in England, and he really wanted to go to this Tibetan monastery in Scotland called Samye Ling. And I wasn’t that keen on it, and I imagined it as kind of like a zoo with a fence and you look over the fence and you see these Tibetan monks doing whatever they do in a Tibetan monastery. But he prevailed, and we drove north to Scotland, and that was where I experienced meditation for the first time.
And then, at the end of the summer I went back on my own and stayed there for a week. And I knew that there was something there that was right, or that I was touching something that was more real. And before that I was somewhat of a lost soul. My years in the Peace Corps were good, but then coming back to the States, that was one of the several times that I worked in my family’s business, Schocken Books Book Publishing, but I was lost and not happy. And so the meditation really clicked.
And they had a little bookstore there.... There were two books that I bought. One was Mahasi Sayadaw, a Burmese Vispassana teacher, and the other was a little book called "Meditation in Action" by Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche.... He had left under a cloud, so he wasn't really mentioned that much....
Q. Where did you go to school? What did you study?
A. I was at Harvard, studying the classics: Greek and Latin....
And then I attended the Mudra Theatre Conference in early 1973, which was quite an extraordinary, outrageous event that brought together really leading people in avant garde theatre in Boulder, and that was organized with the help of Jean Claude van Itallie and Ruth Astor did a lot of work on it, and Maurice McClellan. And Robert Wilson was there before he became well known.John Baldessari and Meg Cranston seemed pleased to be seated ringside, where half-naked and very buff pallbearers periodically mounted the catwalk-like stage carrying a shrouded body on a bier. At trustee Wallis Annenberg’s front-and-center table, Governor Brown was smiling but seemed uncomfortable at the nude before him. “That’s a fake vagina, isn’t it?” asked collector Michael Ostin, refusing to believe that the woman on display did not have “some kind of enhancement.”
He was not the only doubter. During Serbian folk singer Svetlana Spajic’s performance of a haunting tune from Robert Wilson’s The Life and Death of Marina Abramović, someone at the table beside mine loudly expressed his displeasure to Broad Foundation curator Joanne Hyler, dealer Sara Watson, Creative Time director Anne Pasternak, and Schimmel. “This is offensive!” he shouted. “This is shit, not art. Who is she kidding? Jeffrey! Yo, Jeffrey! Stop this!”
-- Let Them Eat Cake, by Linda Yablonsky at the LA MoCA gala
His whole troupe was there and performed, and many others....
And then in terms of seminary, I think I was kind of a last minute recruit ...
Q. For Color?
A. Well, more for money, because they knew I had some money, and I was at that time in a relationship with Domitra Doukas, who became my first wife, in fact. And they knew that not only could I pay for myself, but I could pay for her, too. It was something like $350 for a three-month stay in a resort hotel in Jackson Hole with Trungpa Rinpoche. Maybe it was $450. But it wasn't more than that.....
I was first asked by Jonathan Eric, who was his secretary at the time, if I would simply assist with his schedule. And again, it was because I wasn't working, and I had a car, I had a Chevrolet Impala convertible, which was pretty fancy for a bunch of hippies.
And almost immediately I was going up to his home in Four Mile Canyon at that time, getting him up in the morning, getting him dressed, getting him his tea and ramen noodle breakfast, driving him down to the office at 1111 Pearl Street ... and seeing him through his whole day which more often than not ended either with a talk, or at that time he used to go visit with students in their homes, or he liked to go to Tico's, the Mexican restaurant. And some nights we went over there, and he sat in the car while I went in and got a double order of Mexican rice, I think, and then drove him back to Four Mile Canyon, and helped him with his dinner, and undressing, and putting him to bed.
So I started in January, and that routine continued through that first summer of Naropa.
So I was secretary, kusung, kasung. I like to say that when I left, they had to replace me with dozens and dozens and dozens of kasung, kusung, and various other secretaries, and aide-de-camps.
And then somebody drove into the driver's side door of my Chevrolet, and it wouldn't open anymore. And so there was a period when I would have to get into the car from the passenger side, then Rinpoche would get in, and then, like if we went to Tico's to pick up a double order of Mexican rice, he would stay there in the front seat, and it was a two-door car, and I would have to climb into the back seat and then squeeze out beside him through his door.
So he then got a Mercedes and started having kasung drivers. And I attribute the whole development of the kingdom of Shambhala to my damaged Chevrolet....
First was that famous initial summer of Naropa, the summer of 1974. And then immediately following that, in the Fall, the first visit of the Karmapa. And for that, of course, we had to organize drivers and security and service, and that was either the stimulus or the opportunity for Rinpoche to begin formalizing things in terms of how we dressed and how we behaved, and much else. And then out of that came the kasung and kusung and so forth....
Q. Can you address what it was like to become the Kasung Kyi Khyap at that time?
A. Kyi Khyap means General Command Protector, and it was the overseer of the kasung. So I was the head of the military, but I didn't really do that much in terms of what the military do, what the kusung do. I wasn't doing guard shifts. I was no longer driving him. And so in a sense it was more like the Secretary of Defense role. It was more like a civilian role, overseeing, and being the policy [advisor] and go-between. It was more than policy. I was coordinating and would lead meetings of the leadership group, the command group. Later it became the Council of the Makkyi Rabjam.
Q. Who was in the command group?
A. Well, initially John Perks was the Kusung Dapon, and Gerry Haase was the Kasung Dapon. And he was replaced in 1977 I believe, when Rinpoche was on retreat, by Jim Gimian. And then there was the next level of officers: Rupons. And perhaps Kado as well, who participated in the group as well.
And my sense of it at that time was not so much that it was about the Regent, or the balancing of powers, although that may indeed have been an important part of Rinpoche's motivation, but my sense of it was more that he wanted to have a military, and at the same time he recognized the potential dangers in that, and he wanted me, as his private secretary, and somebody who he trusted, to keep an eye on them.
So whereas the military officers, the kasung officers, were pretty masculine, commanding, and sometimes aggressive, macho types, I was not at all. I was a timid, intellectual poet-secretary.
But it's also important to say that he did it as a way of working with me. I had happened at the seminary of 1976 seminary in Land O'Lakes, Wisconsin, and I got quite depressed during that seminary. And I was teaching a course, and I missed one class, and I was trying to avoid Rinpoche as much as I could, but on one particular occasion I wasn't able to avoid him. He called me over, and he said, "David, I'd like to ask your permission to undermine you." And I didn't know what he meant, but I also figured that I didn't have much to lose at that point, and I said, "Okay." And then nothing happened. But then it was perhaps 10 days later, without making any connection to that, and it was only much later that I realized that this was what he was referring to. He asked me to become the Kasung Kyi Khyap, to become the overseer of the kasung. The kasung had already existed for a couple of years, and I was not a part of it until that appointment, or command.
And that's also where the dynamic with the Regent does come in, because that -- I don't know if it was the same night, or shortly thereafter -- it was also the time at which he received the Stroke of Ashe. And then the text, The Golden Sun of the Great East and commentary and so forth. It was a very, very rich and intense time. And one night he had an office in the unused wing of the hotel. It was a very large hotel. And so he had an office and a bedroom that he sometimes used. He also had an offsite place where he stayed. And he said, "Okay, now I want you to call the Vajra Regent, and tell him that if it became necessary for some reason in the future, due to his misbehavior or corruption or -- I forgot exactly what the words were but that was the import of it -- that it would be my job to remove him from his position. And it was late at night. It was very cold, because I think that wing wasn't heated, and there was only one telephone, a booth which was downstairs from where his office was. He took me down and he sat with me there in the booth while I called the Regent. And I was very cold, and somewhat scared, and hoping that the call wouldn't go through. But of course it did. The Regent picked up, and I told him what I was instructed to tell him, and I think he may have sensed that Rinpoche was right there, but he certainly knew it was coming from Rinpoche, and he said, "Okay." And he heard it.
David Rome, Part 2
Q. What is “command” and what is “protection”? What was your role? How do you understand your title – the specific words that were chosen – and how it became your path, and our collective path -- because “protecting” implies others -- and what are the implications for what we have to “protect” in order to go into the future?
A. Well, “command” … is the sacred command of the teachings. So it is protection of the teachings, protection of the dharma and the lineage by which the dharma is transmitted. And the “protection” part relates a lot with the role of protectors who are usually deities, or semi-deities of some kind in the Vajrayana. But the idea that the mandala is a protected space and Trungpa Rinpoche likened it to a vajra, which has prongs, and if someone aggressive or unsuitable, but primarily aggressive tries to get in and the prongs repel them, but if people approach with the right attitude and genuine interest, then there’s space between the prongs that lets them through, and lets them go toward the center. So that’s the metaphor of it.
So there was partly an actual security role there, and at that time there were lots of crazies. I wouldn’t use that word now, people with mental health challenges who were drawn to such a charismatic figure. And Trungpa Rinpoche, as is well known, could be very uncompromising, very vajra. And he wasn’t afraid of antagonizing people. So in a sense he was really the points of the vajra, and many people were repelled, and others were fascinated and magnetized."People would volunteer ... There would always be a ... a guard is kind of a loaded name ... loaded word. People would volunteer to keep watch over Rinpoche's house, so nobody would break in: so he wouldn't be disturbed by any crazy people around, which there were a few .... Someone ... a snowman at Aspen ... been known to harass in the past ... 1975”….
Trungpa arrived around 10:30, looking baleful. Butch haircut. Flanked by guards -- fortunately, because he was very drunk, and they caught him twice, when he fell. He whispered with the guards. Something was said to be brewing: one of the secrets he'd been preparing. A few minutes later a woman student in her sixties was borne in, naked, held high by guards. She let them carry her around the room, then struggled to be let down. Finally she was released. and ran out. Trungpa giggled, did a strip tease, was carried around, in turn. Dressed again….
Regarding the actual stripping, Persis McMillen recalled, "It happened so fast." She remembers the guards surrounding her, and it took them two minutes to take off her clothes. She was shocked: she didn't resist. The guards hoisted her while nude, aloft. Being a dancer, at first she took a poised dance pose, but after a few seconds felt differently: felt, in her words, "really trashed out." She ran upstairs. In her own words, she "felt sick," and "literally stripped," and " ... very, very upsetting."….
"All of a sudden Rinpoche walks in: and he walks in like Vajra Cop -- he walks in with four guards .... He looked at me, and said, 'You're not wearing a costume.'
''I'm sitting there (in the lobby) and all of a sudden I see this woman (Persis McMillen) come running out of the dining room stark naked .... She was giggling like mad ... Then a few other people came out and said, 'hey, somebody else is naked in there....'
"Then Rinpoche comes down the hallway again, and he said, 'Jack, you're not wearing a costume.' And I said. 'I told you Rinpoche, I had this great costume, and you missed it. It got too hot and I took it off.' ... He said. 'As long as you 're not going to wear a costume, you 're really not going to wear a costume. I have this great costume for you.' He said, 'Boys, do it,' and these four boys came over and grabbed me, and started to unbutton my clothes. I said, 'Wait a minute, what's going on?' …
McKeaver came back to say he had orders to take us down. We had locked the door, then, and I locked the big glass door onto the balcony. A crowd could be heard in the hall. Then threats began: they were going to break down the door if we didn't open it, and come in and get us, etc. Attempts at the lock, and at persuasion at the same time. 'Why didn't we want to come down?' We said we could see no reason to come down when neither of us wanted to. Laughs; jeers. The hall evidently pretty crowded. More threats. Who did I think I was, setting myself up to protect Dana? Sound of pass-keys being inserted. I held the button locked. Kicks and battering at the door. We moved a long chest of drawers against it -- the only piece of furniture that was much to the purpose. The telephones, by the way, had been disconnected in the rooms.
Figures appeared on the balcony, tried the glass door. We turned off the lights. Then a long session of alternate and mixed threats and coaxing us to open up, come down, "get it over with" -- the overall tone menacing, angry, contemptuous. I said that we didn't mean to open the door to them: that there were only two of us, and heaven knew how many of them, and that if they did break the door down to come in and get us, I would hurt the first ones in, if I could. …
"This one guard in particular [Ron Barnstone] ... people were worried about breaking the door because it had been bad enough trashing out the hotel with the fire hoses (the night of the snowball fight) ... people started really freaking out. What is Rinpoche trying to do? ... endless discussion ... if you guys want to stay here and study vajrayana you have to attend, or split immediately. Rinpoche saying, 'I want that door broken down.'" …
"They went down and told Rinpoche, 'Merwin's barricaded himself and there is no way to break down the door, can't we drop it?' Rinpoche says, 'Break through the plate glass window' ... So the guards ... decided to simultaneously break through the door and enter the plate glass window." …
"So apparently they just grabbed him and the word got back that Rinpoche had sent out the word ... that Merwin was not to be harmed at all, because by then people were getting pissed. And the word was out that no matter what Merwin does to anyone, he is not to be harmed, except for physically subduing him. So, by then the guys charged in -- the story we were getting back was that Merwin, ya know, they got the beer bottle out of his hand, and a bunch of guys grabbed him and did a hammerlock on him. He started ranting and raving that he basically was trying to protect his girl friend, and that became his central theme ..."
Then someone announced, with satisfaction, that Rinpoche had sent an order to bring us down "at any cost". Evidently it was just what some had been waiting for. They started to smash at the door in unison with something heavy; I never saw what it was, but I'd heard something earlier about getting a beam from somewhere. We pushed as hard as we could, but finally the lock (a brass knob) was forced through the wood, and that door gave way. As the first hand came through I hit it with a bottle, and as the opening widened I reached around and struck down, hitting something I couldn't see. The bottle broke. I passed the broken top of it to my left hand, took another, reached through and struck downward again, not seeing who or what I was hitting at, and again the bottle broke. At that point Dana shrieked, and there was a loud crashing as the big glass balcony door was smashed, by McKeaver, among others, with another heavy object -- a large rock, I think. It was taken away afterwards before I had a chance to look closely. I crossed the room and started to beat the remnants of the glass door outward onto the balcony, pushing with the broken bottles, but meanwhile the crowd forced its way into the room behind us, from the hall. Dana was shouting, "Police! why doesn't somebody call the police?" but they laughed at her, women too, and Trungpa later mocked her for that, in one of his lectures.
They surrounded us. Dana was backed into a corner. They kept away from the broken bottles I was holding out. It was then that McKeaver asked if I wanted to kill him. As I remember, my answer was to tell him to keep his distance. If I'd "gone berserk", or hit him, as he claims, he'd probably have scars. The way he'd just made his way into the room, for one thing, would seem inconsistent with his statement that "all physical damage" was my doing. If he told me at that moment that he was my friend, as he says he did, I may not have taken the statement very seriously. Another disciple of Trungpa's, Richard Assally (?), was trying to edge along the wall toward Dana, meanwhile coaxing us both, sentimentally, to come and "dance with the energies" -- a phrase that was getting a lot of use.
It was at this point that they led my (in fact) friend Loring up in front of me, and I saw that his face had been cut by a bottle at the door, and was streaming blood. At the sight, I suddenly fell helpless, put my arms out, and let them take the bottles. They bent my arms back and piled onto me, and as they did, Dana started to fight. It was she who dealt out the black eye -- or eyes. (We thought there was only one: a tall man named Hirsch. Neither of us remembers that McKeever got one. Oh well.) …
"William characterized his use of guards and physical force as fascistic; 'What about the people who instigate wars?' I asked. His response was the Chinese communists had ripped off his country, and he wanted to rip off theirs....
Dana asked him, "And what about the people who start violence and wars in the first place?" He said, "What's the matter with wars?" And in the pause that followed that, he changed the subject, said he wanted us to join in the dance and celebration and take our clothes off." At that point; then and there, we both refused, saying that it was one more non-invitation. He asked, "Why not? What was our secret? Why didn't we want to undress?" To Dana he said, "Are you afraid to show your pubic hair?" We said there was no secret: we didn't dig his party, weren't there at our own choice, and didn't feel like undressing. He said that if we wouldn't undress, we'd be stripped, and he ordered his guards to do the job. They dragged us apart, and it was then that Dana started screaming. Several of them on each of us, holding us down. Only two men, Dennis White and Bill King, both of whom were married, with small children there at the seminary, said a word to try to stop it, on Dana's behalf. Trungpa stood up and punched Bill King in the face, called him a son-of-a-bitch, and told him not to interfere. The guards grabbed Bill King and got him out of there. One of the guards who'd stayed out of it, went out and vomited, as we heard later. When I was let go I got up and lunged at Trungpa. But there were three guards in between, and all I could swing at him, through the crowd, was a left, which was wrapped in the towel, and scarcely reached his mouth. It didn't amount to much, and I was dragged off, of course….
Rinpoche was saying, 'I mean you no harm, I really like you.' ... He was in a position to be very gracious at that point.
"Merwin wasn't buying any of it. He was screaming: 'Hitler, bastard, Nazi, cop!' …
She was hysterical and she was looking around the room. 'What's the matter with you? Won't anybody help me? Won't someone help me? Won't someone call the police? Please, please call the police, somebody stop, stop this.'
"And she'd say, 'Joseph! what's the matter with you? Help me!' And she'd look at somebody else. 'Help me! Who are you? What kind of a friend are you? How can you let them do this to us; you're all cowards! You're all cowards! ... ' Well, that was very powerful. It was very heavy -- I just -- my feminine button was pushed. I just really wanted to go out there and help her and I swear to God, I mean, I was just -- just on the verge of like, you know, doing something ... and the next thing, man, her clothes were off, and Merwin's clothes were off and she's screaming and ... kicking, and flailing around, and there's like sort of an instant circle of guards around them….
"Trungpa said we were invited to take our clothes off, or have them taken off for us. Neither of us felt it was an invitation, and the guards were ordered to do the job. I tried to hang on to William but we were pulled apart, and I lunged at Trungpa and twisted my fingers in his belt. Guards dragged me off and pinned me to the floor. I could see William struggling a few feet away from me. I fought, and called to friends, men and women, whose faces I saw in the crowd -- to call the police. No one did. Only one man, Bill King, broke through to where I was lying at Trungpa's feet, shouting. "Leave her alone" and "Stop it." Trungpa rose above me, from his chair, and knocked Bill King down with a punch, swearing at him, and ordering that no one interfere. He was dragged away. (Dennis White was the only other person in the crowd who tried to protest: he appealed to Trungpa -- during the argument William and I were having with him -- to leave me out of it, but Trungpa told him to shut up.) Richard Assally was stripping me, while others held me down. Trungpa began punching Assally in the head, and urging him to do it faster. The rest of my clothes were torn off."
-- Behind the Veil of Boulder Buddhism: Ed Sanders, The Party, by Ed Sanders
Q. He invited the crazies to get close, which makes me think about what you’re talking about what protection is, what you actually protect is the space, the boundary. Not necessarily what’s happening. That kind of protects itself.
A. Well, yes and no. Yes, it is a boundary role, primarily, but he also in his teachings to the Dorje Kasung, he talked about, he used the metaphor of a lamp. And so he as the teacher was like the candle and the flame. But that needed some reflection from the holder, the lamp. And he said that without that sense of reflection the he couldn’t really be effective as a teacher.
Q. But that’s more in terms of “proclamation,” rather than “protection.”
A. No, I think for him it was “protection.” Yes.
Q. Part of what I’m getting at is that as time goes on, we have many different strands of Trungpa Rinpoche legacy. And there is a lot of discussion on “protecting” this and “protecting” that. And probably not enough discussion about the form we protect. And that’s what I’m geting at. Hearing you I get a sense that if you protect the sacredness of the space by holding your mind, which is what kasung practice is, it creates a space of co-emergence that cuts itself. Meaning that instead of being fixated on what is going on in the space, many of us who are trying to protect the legacy of Trungpa Rinpoche should think a little bit about how we’re going about it by creating a sane space. That creating a sane space is probably more important than any opinion about what happens in that space.Only one man, Bill King, broke through to where I was lying at Trungpa's feet, shouting. "Leave her alone" and "Stop it." Trungpa rose above me, from his chair, and knocked Bill King down with a punch, swearing at him, and ordering that no one interfere. He was dragged away. (Dennis White was the only other person in the crowd who tried to protest: he appealed to Trungpa -- during the argument William and I were having with him -- to leave me out of it, but Trungpa told him to shut up.)
-- Behind the Veil of Boulder Buddhism: Ed Sanders, The Party, by Ed Sanders
A. Yes, that’s nice. It is certainly about making the genuine teachings available to people with genuine interest. But I don’t know if I fully understand it myself. I think it does come out of the Vajrayana traditions, and I’m sure there are historical reasons for it, and there was a protector role within the Tibetan system in the monasteries. But then a lot of it was at more of the deity level. In fact, the term “kasung,” “Protector of the sacred command,” as I understand it in Tibetan refers not to human protectors but to deity level protectors. So that was one of the unorthodox things that Trungpa Rinpoche did was to use that term to describe us human beings who were in a protection role.
Q. I haven’t done an active kasung duty in a long time, but in that situation, whether you’re doing a shift at the desk in front of the Shambhala center, or taking care of a Principal, or a shrine audience in a meditation hall, being able to protect non-aggressively has been institutionalized. And I wonder if the contemplation for us is to try and understand what non-aggressive protection is. Period. In an undefined context. It’s very similar to the way you were expressing what is non-aggressive theatre. What is non-aggressive protection of the teachings? Really, truly, I don’t think that we’ve quite understood that, but I think it would be an interesting meditation for all of us to take.
A. Yeah, I mean I related to my role as private secretary, which was his term, “private secretary,” in which there were many, many people demanding, desiring or yearning or pushing and shoving to spend time with Trungpa Rinpoche, many more than he could accommodate. And so my role was as a gatekeeper, and to listen to why people wanted to see him, but also keep track of who had seen him recently and who hadn’t seen him for a long time, and then kind of filter that and then present it to Rinpoche, and generally he would follow my recommendations and sometimes I could just convey what the issue was, or the question was, and in a few sentences he would give a response, and then I would convey that back to the person without them having to take up his time. And I tried to do that without coloring the communication. Some of these people I found personally to be very annoying, but I really tried to not let that color how I presented it to Rinpoche. And he appreciate that. And so it was like the vajras, who to let in, and who, to not reject, but hold off…..
Protection of the family of the lineage holder certainly was part of the responsibility of the kasung. Service and protection.
Q. Why did you retire from the Kasung Kyi Khyap? Because I don’t think you have, have you?
A. Now I definitely have, because I’ve been replaced by Jesse Grimes.
Q. But until such time, you were, right?
A. Well, nominally I continued to be. I, we left Boulder in 1983. And after that I was in New York City. I was still in touch with kasung affairs, but I really was not active. It pretty much went on without me. And then after we moved up to Halifax in 1987, I was somewhat more involved. I actually don’t remember that clearly. But for the most part I was no longer really actively in that particular role, although I was still a point of reference. And when the Sawang did become the Sakyong, actually before the official empowerment but after Rinpoche had died, the Sawang-Sakyong asked for the whole board of directors, the cabinet, to resign at that time. So that ended my role in that capacity. But he didn’t say anything about my role as Kasung Kyi Khyap, and I wrote him a letter offering my resignation, and it was never responded to. So I was in a limbo for many years. But I was not active in the role. And then eventually, quite a few years later, Jesse Grimes was appointed to that role.
Q. Going back to the formation of the board of directors, what was that like?...
A. In terms of what he was doing, it was one of the many, many ways in which he was engaging the existing forms of the culture, in this case a corporate model, and it was required by law and then kind of bending it to his own purposes. … As far as the American legal system was concerned, it was a board of directors of a religious non-profit. Well, there were two. There was Vajradhatu, which was the religious non-profit, and Nalanda, which was the cultural, out of which came Naropa and Shambhala training and much else. Although the two boards were identical, but technically separate. But for him it was the creation of a cabinet. And he started calling it that fairly early on. And a majority of the directors were also full-time employees which again is unusual and frowned upon. Because you’re overseeing yourself. Right. Although there were several who were not, like Sam Bercholz. He was running his own business. He was not working for Vajradhatu and Nalanda.
Q. What was the cabinet like? What was he trying to do? ….
A. The meetings involved a huge amount of smoking and then at some point in the meeting sake would be served. But they were not drunken meetings. I don’t want to give the wrong impression. And we would meet generally at the Kalapa court, at Rinpoche’s home, and there was a preparatory meeting of the board without Rinpoche, and in the beginning it was without Rinpoche or the Regent. And then the Regent decided he needed to be there at the “study sessions.” But generally there was a meeting the week before the actual board meeting in which we developed the agenda and came up with at least preliminary recommendations…. We were meeting at least once a month. No, I think we were meeting every two weeks. I think there was either a study session or board meeting every week… Yes, we were the senior management team of Vajradhatu and Nalanda.
Q. And senior management team being pushed into the edge of this thing which you didn’t understand whatever it was that he wanted in terms of cabinet. I always found that he would do something, but there was always this edge of unknown that he would push you towards collectively.
A. Yeah, although I think that sometimes happened in the meetings, but generally he was quiet in the meetings. I think the pushing happened more one-to-one generally speaking.
Q. What was the privy council?
A. So then at some point, probably it was in ’77 or ’78 when he was really focusing on creating the Shambhala infrastructure. He wanted to have a smaller group of personal advisors. So that consisted of myself, and the Dorje Loppon [Eric Holm], and Jeremy Hayward – Sir Jeremy. I think initially it was just the three of us. Then, later, the senior kasung commanders, Jim Gimian and Marty Janowitz and Mitchell Levy, joined the Privy Council. And the Regent.