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Katie Bachler

A Gift is a Letting Go

January 2013

Tibetan Forest Monks live on Reche Rd at a monastary called Wat Santi, in between the Integratron and the Marine Base, wrapped in ochre robes and singing. On Satudays the public is invited to serve them rice in a gift giving ritual, as they are alms monks, and exist outside of the dominant mode of exchange- capitalism. We stand in a row, each with a bowl of forbidden rice and a small spoon, and scoop a bit into their large brass orb bowls as they walk by. We bow to eachother. The forest monk tradition of Buddhism began in the wilderness of Thailand, and spread to San Diego several years ago, and then to here, where four monks now live. Forest monks believe in a sense of being one with the wild things, with nature itself, and that only through an understanding of ones self in realtion to all parts of the ecosystem, can enlightenment be reached. We must realize that we are all connected. The household life is close and dusty, the homeless life is free as air. It is not easy, living the household life, to live the fully-perfected holy life, purified and polished like a conch shell. What if I, having shaved off my hair & beard and putting on the ochre robe, were to go forth from the home life into homelessness?

After the ritual rice is placed in their bowls, we all go inside to the meditation and chanting room, and we chant as the monks eat their breakfasts, which also consist of the freshest fruit and eggrolls, beef soup, and salad. The monks tell us “let go of suffering through letting go of a perception of self…” They have a calm and strong energy and their eyes are so clear. We chant as they eat: “Consciousness is inconstant….Form is not-self…..Feeling is not-self……perception is not-self…..”

Wat Santi is open to the public with morning and evening meditations and chantings, everyday at 6am and 6pm. Meditations last an hour and a half.

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Katie Bachler

Katie Bachler was our first HDTS Scout, and was in residence from 2012-2013.

The HDTS Scout Residency is dedicated to learning more about the people and places that make up our diverse and ever evolving community.

During Katie’s residency, visitors were invited to drop into the HDTS HQ, the Scout’s home base, to meet Katie, who could be found making maps, hosting conversations, and baking bread – in between her off-site adventures around town and out in the field.

Katie had a lot in store during her time here, including:

  • a series of talks featuring local experts
  • joining together to create a web of knowledge
  • a research library and archive documenting the many spaces, places, plants, and people that make up this special region
  • casual conversations with drop in visitors over tea
  • site visits and field trips around town

Katie engaged the community by instigating map-making and rag-rug braiding workshops, the Scout’s Book Club, Art in the Environment classes for desert kids, casual conversations, site visits and field trips—all shared in her Scout’s blog, which serves as the foundation for her book.

Purchase a copy of Katie’s Scout book.

BBQ and Potluck Wednesday June 27 at HDTS HQ, Featuring Local Plant Palo Verde
Live in the Desert; Live Longer
People/Words/Drums
Still From a Wind Film
Untrammeled by Man
A Scout in Vermont in the Rain
A Slice
At the Dinosaurs on the 10
Desert Library
Desert Rain Desert Sky
Desert Sourdough
Legend-Tripping in J-Topia
The Naming
Wonder
You Have to Build a Fortress
Boy Scout Pioneering Patch from the Past
Cashews in the Bowl of Life
Forms
High and Tight
I Love Space
Light
Start With the Rocks
Table Salt
The Void?
Wilderness in the Mail
Crystals and Mentalphysics
Dream Houses
Mirage
Sat. Mo. Copper Mountain Mesa Breakfast
This Place is Real
Walking is a Matter of Upwards
A Gift
A Walk Through Space
Kenyan Cowgirl
We Walked All the Way Across the Dry Lake Bed
Cactus Ed
Wall Street Revisited
In The Kitchen
A Gift is a Letting Go
Reality is Like a Horserace
The Character of a Town
The Lot That is the Desert Behind the DMV in 29 Palms or Everything
The Colors and Stillness in This Place After the Rain
A Women's Dinner in the Desert
A Copy of a Copy
Inside to Outside to a Whole New One
Now, a Farewell, an Always Beginning
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