All-American Lama: How an 11th Century Mystic Was Reborn in Philadelphia

As a 5-year-old, Erdne Ombadykow began to display signs of eccentric behavior. While his many brothers and sisters were busy watching cartoons on TV or playing in the streets of their rough Philadelphia neighborhood, Erdne would bug his mother to take him to a nearby Buddhist temple.

At the temple, the moonfaced little boy would mimic the chanting monks. Erdne’s parents were Buddhists — they were immigrants from Kalmykia, a Mongolian enclave inside Russia — but not particularly religious, and they were baffled by their son’s devotion. In 1979, when Erdne was 7, the Dalai Lama visited the temple, and the little boy crawled straight into his lap.

Thus began the strange odyssey of a Philly-born child who was recognized as the reincarnation of an 11th century Indian mystic the Tibetans call Telo Rinpoche. It would lead him to a Tibetan monastery in southern India and back to the life of a teenager with attitude in Philadelphia — crazy about girls, basketball and hard rock. He would endure a prolonged crisis of faith in which he abandoned his priestly vows, delivered pizzas in Colorado and found a wife. It took a scolding from the Dalai Lama himself to set him back on his extraordinary path: reviving Buddhism in Mongolia and Kalmykia, where 70 years of communist purges had silenced the faith. “I kept asking myself, Why? Why me?” Ombadykow, now 39, tells TIME at his Colorado home.

These days, Ombadykow is busy with what can be called the Dalai Lama’s re-evangelizing of Mongolia, where Buddhism was all but obliterated under communist rule. Beijing is not pleased with the growing Tibetan influence in Mongolia. Just hours after another revered lama, Jetsun Dhampa, died in Ulan Bator, the Mongolian capital, on March 2, a Chinese delegation warned the Mongolian government to keep the Tibetans and the Dalai Lama out of the search for his new incarnation. So far, the Mongolians have resisted Chinese pressure. As the new Telo Rinpoche, Ombadykow’s focus is also on Tibet, where over 30 Tibetans, mostly monks and nuns, have set themselves on fire to protest Chinese rule. While taking one’s life is against Buddhist principles, he says, “their motivation is pure. It’s a desperate act in desperate times. They were hoping it would benefit Tibetans.”

But there was a lifetime (or more) of faith lost and regained before Ombadykow found his footing as the reincarnated Telo Rinpoche — and a role in the Dalai Lama’s vision for Mongolia, Tibet and other former Buddhist lands.

A cornerstone of Tibetan Buddhism, which has been practiced for centuries in both Mongolia and Kalmykia, is the belief that a great teacher, or lama, will keep returning for many lifetimes to continue his teaching. Telo Rinpoche, who is said to have left the Himalayas to spread Buddhism among the Mongolian horsemen, is one such revered teacher. The Dalai Lama, who asked young Erdne to move to a monastery in India after their Philadelphia encounter, recognized him as Telo Rinpoche’s reincarnation.

The previous incarnation of Telo Rinpoche was not only a spiritual leader but a political one as well. He helped spearhead the failed Mongolian resistance against the communists. He escaped from Mongolia in 1939, just as the Bolsheviks began their slaughter of 30,000 Buddhist lamas and their razing of over 2,000 temples and monasteries. He eventually reached the U.S. on a scholar’s visa.

And guess where he settled? In Philadelphia. He died in 1965. Only seven years later, the new Telo Rinpoche was born in the same city, into the large, brawling Ombadykow family.

It was not an easy path. In India, the young Telo Rinpoche struggled to adapt to monastery life. He was a curiosity. “I stood out. I was this kid from America who happened to be Mongolian,” he says. “But the Dalai Lama really cared for me. The Dalai Lama said, ‘If you have any change of mind, don’t do anything without talking to me first.’ ” Those words would come to haunt him. He confesses that as a rebellious teenager, he sneaked out of the monastery at night to watch TV at a chai shop. On a visit back to Philadelphia, he welcomed release from the monastery’s iron discipline. By then, his parents had separated, and he fell in with his teenage cousins, staying out late, driving fast and ogling girls (though he kept his celibacy vow). A basketball fanatic, he says he wanted to “be as free as Michael Jordan” soaring to the hoop.

Meanwhile, the Soviet Union was crumbling. In 1991, the Dalai Lama notified Telo Rinpoche that he was arranging for him to make a trip to Mongolia. “Sooner or later,” the Dalai Lama wrote him, “you’ll have responsibilities there.” The 19-year-old lama flew to Mongolia and was given a jubilant welcome; his previous incarnation was much revered there. Even as a political neophyte, he noticed that the country was “boiling.”

Next, the Dalai Lama sent him to Kalmykia. Even though his parents were both Kalmyks, the new Telo Rinpoche didn’t speak a word of the language. Through an interpreter, he asked if anyone knew whether his relatives had survived the Siberian labor camps. “Next day, I came down to the hotel lobby, and there was a fight going on between my mom’s and my dad’s relatives to see who would take me home first,” he says, laughing. Several months later he received an invitation from the Kalmyk government to return as the republic’s chief spiritual leader. Telo Rinpoche consulted the Dalai Lama, who cautioned that it might be too heavy a responsibility for the young monk. “But,” the Dalai Lama told him, “go and do your best.”

The young lama lasted only a year there. He found the Kalmyks fearful as they emerged from Soviet rule. He also felt manipulated by old communist apparatchiks who viewed him as a naive pawn. Worst of all, he started to doubt himself. Tenzing Sonam, a filmmaker who accompanied Telo Rinpoche to Kalmykia, recalls, “He was a callow 20-year-old — alone in a strange land, faced with unrealistically high expectations from its people and racked by personal doubt and confusion.” Looking back on those dark days, Telo Rinpoche says he started thinking, “Maybe I’m not the right person. Maybe there was a mistake.” Despondent, he would sit in his dreary, Soviet-era hotel room, listening to the band Smashing Pumpkins.

Without telling the Dalai Lama, Telo Rinpoche left Kalmykia and shed his monk’s robes. He went back to the States and drifted westward to Colorado, where he built houses, landscaped gardens, pestered people as a telemarketer and delivered pizzas. He also fell in love. But whenever he collected enough cash, he would head back to his former monastery in India. One of his trips coincided with a ceremonial visit by the Dalai Lama, who spotted the ex-lama. “So this is what you’ve turned into,” the Dalai Lama said harshly. Telo Rinpoche blurted out, “It was all out of stupidity. I’m lost!” The Dalai Lama kept glaring at him, then burst out laughing. “O.K., O.K. Don’t worry,” he reassured him.

As Telo Rinpoche was leaving the room, the Dalai Lama called out to him, “How’s your partner?” Telo Rinpoche was stunned that the Dalai Lama knew about his girlfriend. He stammered a reply: “She comes from a poor Tibetan family but very religious.” The Dalai Lama laughed. “She’s Tibetan? No need to worry, then. I thought you were going out with a blonde!”

Telo Rinpoche went back to America, where he eventually married his girlfriend and had a son with her. But even as he became a layman, he grew serious about his duties as the reincarnation of Telo Rinpoche. He funded construction of a shining white Buddhist temple in Kalmykia and arranged for young men to study in India. And he occasionally returned to Mongolia, where the communists had obliterated Buddhism. “The communists destroyed temples, and they destroyed minds,” says Orna Tsultem, a Mongolian art historian at the Institute for East Asian Studies in Berkeley, Calif. In Ulan Bator only a single monastery, Ganden, was left standing. It was kept as a showpiece from the bad old days of religious feudalism, but the monks were forced to abandon their robes and marry. The secret police placed spies among them. Many monks wandered drunkenly around the monastery. The communists also passed a law banning searches for new incarnate lamas. There are a handful of others, aside from Telo Rinpoche. A few were spirited off to India. Others have yet to be found.

Superstitions were harder to wipe out than organized religion. The nomadic Mongolian herdsmen believe that Buddhist deities inhabit every mountain, lake and river, and they often splash a bit of milk in these places as an offering. Telo Rinpoche found that “people follow the rituals, but there is a limited understanding of Buddhism.” Tiny prayer wheels are now a popular car ornament, a talisman to ward off accidents.

Formal ties between the Mongolians and Tibetan lamas are increasing. Telo Rinpoche now visits Mongolia at least once a year, and he is helping promote a religious exchange between Mongolia and the Dalai Lama’s institutions-in-exile. Young Mongolian men and women are crossing the Himalayas to study dialectics, tantric Buddhism, medicine and astrology. Tibetans in burgundy robes are a common sight at Ulan Bator’s airport; they fan out across the grassy plains, performing rituals for Mongolians who seek divine intervention for everything from good exam grades to better jobs.

Mongolian Buddhists believe that since the former Telo Rinpoche escaped from the communist takeover in the 1930s, it has taken him 1½ lifetimes — and a long detour through Philadelphia — to return. “Christians would call this destiny or fate,” Telo Rinpoche says simply. “We call it karma.”

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