Bird
Island is located near the mouth of the Buh He, one of the rivers
feeding Qinghai Lake. The image at right is a blowup of a portion
of the Space Shuttle picture shown above. One can easily see the
sandy area of the Bird Island sanctuary, which is now connected
to the mainland, stranded by retreating waters of the lake. The
water from the Buh He is largely consumed by irrigation, and
little reaches Koko Nor. A Tibetan village and Shantao Monastery
are located near the Chinese settlement of Bird Island.
Near the monastery is a chörten, its square base
surrounded by racks of shiny brass prayer wheels (left). A
chörten is a structure housing relics of a holy man, either
his remains or some of his belongings. The component parts of the
chörten represent multiple aspects of the Buddhist religion,
first of which is the physical presence of the Buddha. At this
level, the base represents his throne; the four steps below the
dome are his legs crossed in lotus position; the dome is his
torso; the square represents his head; and the spire is his
crown. The square may have eyes painted upon it.
The structure may also be interpreted at a deep philosophical
level. For example, the lower ten gilded disks of the spire
symbolize the ten powers of the Buddha, and upper three disks
stand for the three close contemplations or mindfulnesses. One
can imagine the series of disks as steps towards nirvana. On a
simpler level, the parts of the stupa embrace the five elements:
earth (base), water (dome), fire (spire), wind (moon), space or
sky (sun). More on stupas and their symbolism may be found at http://www.stupa.org.nz/stupa/info.htm.
I turn some of the brass prayer wheels, which are at chest-level
in wooden frames, oblivious to the complex symbolism of the
chörten rising above me.
At the monastery, we encounter a young monk who allows
us to photograph him before a beautifully carved and painted
doorway (right). The blare of a horn and deep chanting issue from
a walled courtyard nearby, and he leads us through a rough wooden
door. The courtyard is flagstoned; a wind-driven prayer wheel,
which is mounted on the wall, spins rapidly, sending blessings
over the countryside. The entrance to the temple is protected by
a curtain. The chanting comes from within. When they are
finished, the monks join us in the yard. It is getting dark and
sadly, we must depart.