Martha Morris
- August 7th, 2022
Doug, who had changed his name to Chayim later in his life, was my first true love from the age of 13-18.
I knew at that young age he had mind focused on his inner world. Along with lots of kissing, dancing, canoeing and hours and hours on the phone we read books on enlightenment and meditation together.He was the youngest to get a black belt in judo in the state. He was on the diving team and if it wasn't for his nemesis Pete Zumberg he would have finished first at state diving tournaments. We learned so much together. It was Chayim who when we were graduating from high school brought up that we should get married or go our separate ways for a while and explore. So we chose exploring. He went to Aspen and became a ski "bum." Still the most fluid and beautiful skier many had ever seen.
I went to visit him in Aspen about 6 months later and he had already met Wendy, later changed to Shamaya. They were destined to be together. I WAS NEVER JEALOUS. To this day Shamaya and I are best friends and do not let a day go by without talking.
Chayim died days before their son was to be married.
He had bought a new bike and true to Chayims philosophy of life had faith and trusted that all is meant for a reason.
He also had complete faith in his athletic body and quick reactions. No one knows for sure what happened that day as he was flying down the one way forest road going to work from home. His new bike or helmet didn't have a scratch on it.
He was brought to the hospital and was transfused with all the blood they had while his son was on a plane flying from to New York to try and get to him. His son sang every song they used to sing together. Every poem they wrote together. Shamaya was a labor and delivery nurse at that hospital and happened to be working when she saw her husband brought in by ambulance.
Thanks for indulging me. Chayim was a very special being. Not just because I loved him. As I grow older I realize what an extremely blessed person I am to have been loved and able to love an extraordinary person.
Daniel SLOAN
- August 1st, 2022
Doug held a 3rd kyu (brown belt) when he introduced me to the sport of Judo. Even then, one could experience his dedication to excellence. He said, "If you step into this throw 10,000 times, you can complete it fairly well. Then take 10,000 step-ins on your off-side."
The OBIT published elsewhere on this website tells us how he died in a tragic bicycle accident, while the FPMT Mandala gives us an idea of how he lived ...
From:Mandala April - June 2014
https://fpmt.org/wp-content/uploads/sites/2/friends/pdf/high/Mandala_2014_Issue2_Apr-Jun2014.pdf
Chayim Douglas Barton, 59, died in
Aptos, California, United States,
November 14, 2013, after a bicycle
accident
By Yakov A. Barton
Chayim was a psychologist who traveled a
vibrant and healing spiritual journey. He
drew from Jewish, Tibetan Buddhist and
Native American traditions and had a
transformative effect on his family, friends
and clients.
Chayim graduated from the Univer-
sity of California, Santa Cruz in 1982 with
a double major in psychology and religious
studies. He was introduced to Tibetan
Buddhism in the spring quarter of 1978.
He enrolled in a course led by Lama Yeshe.
By the end of the quarter, Chayim was so
impressed with the teachings of Lama Yeshe that he continued to study Tibetan
Buddhism and practiced his vows until the
end of his life.
In 1980 he embarked on a nine-
month pilgrimage and field study that lead
him around the world. Most of his journey
was spent in Nepal and India. His three-
month stay in Nepal included a lam-rim
course at Kopan Monastery, teaching the
young monks English and yoga and
trekking along the Jomsom Trail in the
Himalayas. In Dharamsala, he stayed at the
Tushita Meditation Centre. He stood in a
long line of hundreds of people at Losar to
be able to greet His Holiness the Dalai
Lama. In 1983 he participated in the Six
Yogas of Naropa taught by Lama Yeshe at
Vajrapani Institute in California. He was
also present at Lama Yeshe’s cremation.
Chayim obtained his Ph.D. from the
Institute of Transpersonal Psychology in
Menlo Park, California, in 1990. His disser-
tation was titled Jungian Psychology and the
Mahamudra in Vajrayana Buddhism.
He had a psychotherapy practice in
Soquel and led vision quests in the deserts
and mountains to help people seek out
deeper meanings and reconnect with the
Earth. He engaged people in joyous rituals
that were inclusive, musical and infused
with love. Chayim was a shaman, a sailor,
a kayaker, a backpacker, a bicyclist and an
amazing downhill skier. He was an avid
drummer and lovingly crafted ornate
drums and rattles from buffalo hides,
sticks and bones. He loved the sacred and
the absurd. Chayim lived a life unencum-
bered by fear.
Chayim was a devoted husband and
adventure companion to Shamaya for 40
years. He was a beautiful father to Yakov
and his fiancée Cynthia, son to Stan and
Sharon, brother to Dan and Lynn, and
uncle to Dimi, Chelo, Miquel and Jaume.
He fought for many hours to recover from
a bicycle accident he suffered on his way
to work, but could not win that battle.