Book Six - of the 9 book Shambala Mystery Series Taken from the book Many Gods - One Heart
Story: Robert St.Clair lived in Shambala until he was 35 years old. In his last years there, he wrote a book titled Many Gods - One Heart. In the mid 1960’s the book became very popular to guru chasers in the US. In 1967 (as he told us in Robert St. Clair - The Lost Master) he began a speaking tour in New York City, after which he ran away from that life. This book includes excepts from the original book; parables about Shamar (right), poetry, and words of wisdom.
This book has been written and is ready to be published.
From Chogyal Da Rinpoche’s Diary:
May 29, 1943
This is my very first dairy entry. My teacher Chopa Tenzin said that I should start writing a dairy, and begin with writing about my trip to Mt. Kailash.
Last week I had my eleventh birthday. May 23rd to be exact. We have just returned from a two week hike to Mt. Kailash and back. Three weeks before that, I asked teacher if we could go there for my birthday. He thought it was a brilliant idea. That is what he said, “A brilliant idea.”
He didn’t know what I was thinking or why I really wanted to go. My cook, I call her Nana, always tells me I do not have a reason to go anywhere, that my life is perfect here. It is true, I really do like it here in this valley. The weather is always perfect and there are so many friendly animals. I just love being in the gardens. The food is good and everyone treats me like I am special. There is nothing for me not to like, except the truth is that I really do miss playing with other kids my age. There were so many children at the Potola in Lhasa. I could sneak off now and then and play with my friends. There aren’t any children here and I don’t know why. Maybe by going away, I hope to meet someone my age.
Teacher and I spend a lot of time together. He seems to have more freedom then the monks and lamas. They like to stay mostly in one place and pray. I think because I am his only student, we can go on walks everyday. He points out the plants and tells me their names. I like that. He has taught me that everything grows in harmony with everything else, that the plants are intelligent and want to serve us, just like all the animals. My favorite thing is the nature walks and I’m starting to know the names of most of the plants. Of course I know all my animal names . . . well, most of the bird names I forget.
There were two reasons I wanted to go to Mt. Kailash. First I wanted to learn about the plants that weren’t in the valley and also, maybe I shouldn’t be writing this, but teacher said that nobody would ever, ever read my diary, and I believe him. OK, the other reason I wanted to go to Mt. Kailash is that I never want to forget how to get out of the valley and back to the other world. I really do miss my parents and the thought of never seeing them again, well, I will, someday, somehow.
But I am still too young to think about running away. Maybe when I’m twenty I will be ready.
Sometimes teacher takes me to the lookout and points out things, teaching me about geology. I really like it up there. That was the first part of our hike to Mt. Kailash. We weren’t in a hurry, so after being there for a pretty long time, actually because the porters hadn’t arrived from the other side, we went into the crystal cave. The crystal cave makes me feel so good, like goose bumps in my whole body. The first time I walked through last year they were carrying me in a basket and we went quickly. This time, well both times going out and coming back, teacher and I studied the crystals. They are just about every color and when I put my ears to them I can hear sounds, like they want to talk to me. Teacher told me that someday I will be able to understand what the crystal are saying. Teacher said that since the crystal cave is so close, we can go there whenever I want.
I really like the tigers who live by the waterfall on the other side of the cave. They are so happy to see me, like I am their best friend. They let me roll in the grass with them and I get to laugh. Usually I don’t have much to laugh about with all my studying and meditation, so I am very happy playing with them.
I also like the campfires at night and the porters who bring out their instruments and play them and sing songs and sometimes dance. They don’t go out of their way to treat me so special like everyone does in the palace in Shambala. Teacher said that this was a vacation from my formal studies, that I must not forget how normal people live, and that the porters are normal people. They don’t live in Shambala, though I never asked where they do live.
I think that my parents were normal people and that I was born a normal person. I want to be more normal, even though the lamas say that I never will be like other people, that that is not my destiny.
On the third day of our trek, something very special happened. I didn’t notice this when I came the first time last year, when I was ten. When we got to the river they call the Indus the year before, I got up before anyone else, and walked to the river. There I met a holy man. We walked to a swimming hole, where I met a little girl my age. We had so much fun playing in the swimming hole. But I knew I had to go back. After breakfast they put me in my traveling basket and we crossed the river. I didn’t notice if there was a bridge or not. There must have been a bridge.
This year I didn’t have a basket. We were walking. I was in the middle, and when we reached the big Indus River everyone, including the yaks, just kept walking. There was no bridge. We all walked on the water to the other side. It was so easy, like we were walking on a dirt path. On the way back I didn’t even think about it. Teacher said that one day when I am older he will tell me how walking on water is possible.
Our walk around Mt. Kailash took three days. Teacher had so many stories to tell about the mountain and Shiva and Milarepa and other saints. We also spent another day going to Manasarovar Lake. When I drank the water my whole body felt better than ever before. After that it was much easier walking back.
I liked being out in nature, walking the trail like a grown person, which is how everyone treated me. The five lamas who came with us were younger than most of the ones in our monastery, and like me had only been in Shambala a year. Teacher said that they didn’t come because of me. They came to get merit and boon, to walk the Mt. Kailash kora and drink the water of Manasarovar Lake, to clear many lifetimes of karma. They mostly stayed by themselves and were most serious all of the time. I am glad teacher isn’t that serious.
Since I like being outside, I’m not so happy about being back in the palace, in my apartment filled with so many ancient treasures. Teacher promised that we can walk to Mt. Kailash on my birthday every year if I want. Next year seems like so very far off. I hope the time goes fast.