Photo compilation by Laila Reiss
No! Wait! Don't go yet What about the raspberries?
Will they taste as sweet?
We will think of you
In all the summers to come,
Their juice on our lips.
from Paula Barry on Facebook
'Uncle Nary' was so good with kids. Our little Goma Devi also had a sweet connection with him. They would check in and chat everytime they would see each other around the Gar or Khandroling. Goma keeps the little jade buddha, that he gifted her for her 4h birthday, on her bookshelf here in Hawaii.
When we first heard Nary was in the hospital dying Goma was sad, but today when she learned that he had left his body, this was her response: "It is fine. He is going high into the sky to receive many more teachings from the Buddhas now. And maybe he will come back as a little child." :) I love how Nary was able to enter everyones dimension - young and old. Have a safe journey.--Laila Reis
Goodbye this time around, Nary.
Nary Mitchell had a very beautiful and peaceful passage around 2pmSeptember 29, 2016, at Baystate Medical Center in Springfield MA. He was surrounded by his loving, warm and kind family and many loving practitioners. We shared stories of Nary's life, his childhood, his deep relationship with the earth, trees, oranges and things that grow, and his many incarnations - more warmth and sweetness could not have been asked for. We all sang the Song of Vajra after the life support was removed. Good journey our dear Nary. We love you still. --Naomi Zeitz
Reflections on Nary:
Big Mind, Big Heart
I first got to know Nary through Santi Maha Sangha Base classes, although I'm not sure why he attended them. There was probably nothing I taught that he didn't already hold in that vast mind of his, which retained all knowledge. I also appreciated his sweetness, and how, in class when I'd move to calm his effusive outflow of information, he'd smile and gently acquiesce. I eventually understood how he balanced that tremendous energy of his brain with simple physical labor, quietly and continuously contributing toward the stability of our gar.
Although I miss his presence very much, I can only imagine his big heart and mind, unleashed from the restraints of his physical body. --Lynn Newdome
Nary helping us assemble the motor for the "Critter" our Hollander Beater
Photo by Jacqueline Gens, October 2012
Our KPC members loved hanging out with him.
Nary on Lower Khandroling with KPC folks and visiting Nepalese artist Milan Rai,
Left to right: Nary, Sheryl Jaffe, Milan Rai and Kathryn O'Connor
photo by Jacqueline Gens
One of the last conversations I had with Nary was a consultation about an apricot seed from Tibet that Chogyal Namkhai Norbu had given me over a decade ago which Rinpoche said I should plant at Tsegyalgar. I asked Nary if that seed was still viable and he said that it could "awaken" through a process of cooling it in the refrigerator and then peeing away the outer covering. We shall see. Nary's vision for the land was in the moment with his many creations and graceful attentions - a bent arbor supporting a fragile shoot; a hugel kulture mound of glossy edible greens; small magical edifices here and there bringing order out of a riotous New England landscape. Thank you Nary for your proliferation of inspired seeds in our midst. --Jacqueline Gens