Sonoma and Napa Wildfires

A Letter to the Regional Sangha about the Sonoma and Napa Wildfires With the developing wildfires in Sonoma and Napa counties, I know that many of you are wondering how our Shambhala community is doing and that many of you are in the middle of it right now having evacuated your homes. The following is … Continue 

The Razor’s Edge

By Lulu Strongheart. Reprinted with permission from Ziji Blog. How do we stay awake and engaged while at the same time not get swept into the waves of fear, anxiety, and collective outrage? Where is the razor’s edge between staying active and aware and at the same time staying soft and joyful? Lately, I’ve felt … Continue 

Oakland Satellite Center

We are delighted to announce the opening of a new Shambhala satellite center in the Temescal neighborhood of Oakland! Many of our members have expressed the desire for a regular sitting group in Oakland. We are curious what natural connections Shambhala practitioners can make in Oakland, and we hope that this satellite will provide significant … Continue 

Photo: Mark Anderson

Year of the Wood Horse San Francisco Style

Photos by Leslie Gossett unless otherwise noted Cheerful Year of the Wood Horse to you! Yesterday morning we gathered early at the San Francisco Center to celebrate Shambhala Day. After exchanging many hugs and cheerful greetings, a group gathered outside, in the cleansing drizzle, for the opening Lhasang ceremony. We invited down the magic energy … Continue 

The Hard Beauty of the Path

 By Susan Piver When it comes to the spiritual path, it seems there are two schools of thought. (Well, three. The first school says there is no such thing as a spiritual path.) The next school says that there is a particular path for you. Find it. Stay with it. Work it. The final school … Continue 

Sitting a Weekthun

by Leslie Gossett, Oakland, CA I’ve started writing this three different times already. Each time, I write “The first thing that struck me was…” and what comes next keeps changing. So I don’t actually remember the order in which things struck me. But when I recall the week between Christmas and New Year’s, sitting the … Continue