Hotel Bhagsu Dharamsala

... que McLeod. Plein de petits restos, de guesthouses et surtout plein de ces magasins vendant de la “camelotte” qui ne sert à rien. Nous découvrons au millieu du village une piscine. David suggérait de revenir le lendemain, histoire d’utiliser mon bikini au moins une fois depuis le temps qu’il traîne dans son sac. Ceci ne s’est pas fait pour deux raisons: L’eau était à 18° grand max et mes jambes n’ont plus été épilées depuis .... trop ...

... and I'm pretty sure they let me skip in the line as I got called into the office just as soon as I registered, ahead of many people who seemed to be waiting for hours. I learned a lot from all these different practitioners, none of them entirely solved the problem, but I'm feeling alright now. And, it hardly cost me anything. Not bad at all!<br><br>Other than my doctors appointments, I didn't do too much in Bhagsu. I readjusted to the traveler's pace of India, which is ...

... Autonomous Region). On the bright side, there is lots to see in Nepal and after classes I will be staying there for my month long research project. I will be studying Dakinis or Khandros, aka sky dwellers which I will write more about later. Tomorrow I leave for a short 3 day village research excursion to Bir with 4 other classmates before heading to Delhi for one day then onto Kathmandu. I want to again thank everyone who leaves me posts, I so enjoy reading them. Happy Losar!

... dust in the valley below making the sky into two seperate entities. the very dark lower half and the lighter top half. each half had it's own stars the town in the bottom and the stars in the top. Breath taking! The next day a walk up to the summit and a roll around looking at the next level of mountains behind, soo nice and then another wonderful night watching a powercut in the villages below which ...

... back. Oh wow. words can not explain how totally in shock I was. Roger and the monk were very emotional. I became emotional. After we landed the volunteers all joked that that plane was probably the safest plane ride and that you knew you were safe in that plane. And if we did go down, it would have been okay because we would all reach Nirvana pretty easily. So having the Dalai Lama in the plane was amazing, but the true part of this ride that will ...

... little shrines and prair flags put on the land side and spectacular dusk over the montains on the other, it was magical really nice, it was in osidarity for those being kiled in Tibet. We didn't get to see the Dalai Lhama, but he was here in Mcleod, just hidden away (they didn't have celebrations out of solidarity for those being killed in Tibet, there's been alot of violence over the past two months).

... sentient living forms. Life is so short that developing attachment for any one or anything is painful. Enjoy as long as it lasts but be prepared to lose it because nothing is permanent. Love, affection enrich lives but one needs to be cognizant of the fact that all things will pass. Self-centredness, he replied to my question, is natural but it should not cause any harm to anyone. Meditation, he says is spending time with yourself with positive thoughts and feelings. For every one ...

... Ladakh...we'll see what happens. It's good to feel at home when I'm so far from it.... Every night there are candelight vigils here. We chant and march to the temple from the bus stop, we take moments of silence, and we join in the community's hope for peace. There are posters everywhere with disturbing pictures of silenced Tibetans, there are signs pleading for peace and recognition. There is a lot of pain here ...

... Tibet than Tibetans. China claims that Tibet is an internal matter; everyone else please butt out. It claims to have brought millions of dollars into Tibet in areas like health care, education, and business. It paints the Dalai Lama as a dissident who is agitating for violence in China, and that the average Tibetan supports China's presence in Tibet. The truth, as often is the case, is probably somewhere in the midst of the two opposing sides. But on this, I'm siding with ...

... a Canadian folk singer (who was also apparently 'world famous' and who was also staying at our hotel) who sang a twanky song in English aided by a Tibetan children's choir. Lastly there was a remarkable display of callisthenics by over seven hundred children (where everyone makes the same move at the same time) which saw them dancing around an forming into giant shapes such as a conch shell and the words 'TCV 40th anniversary'.<br><br>I lingered at the TCV for a while longer after this ...