We gleefully announce the naming of our young sangha at Bird Hill Farm: Tiger Lily Sangha. It’s more of a ‘hangha’ than a ‘sangha’. We’re a group of friends who hang out at the farm and share our food and our stories with each other. We have no teachers; each one is the teacher of their own experience. Our ‘lineage’ is a mashup of Radical Faerie and buddhism (of no particular lineage) and whatever else people bring to the pot luck. We love tiger lilies. They bloom like mad in July in the heat of summer, and the orange spotted tiger color reminds one of the Buddha. They are wild and beautiful, just like us.