I was asked to write something for readers here to consider while I am writing my book, A Garland of Rinpoches–A Tibetan Buddhist Horror Story.
My book begins in 1981, before Rangjung Rikpe Dorje’s Parinirvana and ends with Ogyen Trinley Dorje’s recent visit to Chicago to commemorate his predecessor’s passing away here.
Colleen, her husband Bob, and their young son, Sean lived on the third floor of a three flat in a two bedroom apartment here on the Northside of Chicago in the Rogers Park neighborhood.
Colleen had a Rinpoche.
Her Rinpoche had her put a Tibetan shrine in their living room which she did. This is what Rinpoche wanted. She had no choice but obey his wishes.
This is Tibetan Buddhism.
This isn’t an excerpt from my book but how I framed the opening scene as such which I gladly share here for your consideration.