It seems strange to say it, but I didn’t realize how profound of an impact Pattabhi Jois had on my life. Our personal connection was not that strong; I don’t think he ever knew my name. But for the past 17 years, his presence on this earth has impacted almost every aspect of my life.Continue reading “Goodbye Guruji”
A few of us girls hiked the gorgeous one hour up to the Kila Nunnery on Sunday. Starting from the top of Cheli La (La means mountain pass) we climbed through thick old forest and bright blooming red rhododendron. On all sides, in the distance, were snow covered mountain ranges. Above is a snow packedContinue reading “Kila Nunnery”
I was looking out over the vast valley this chilly morning, the high peaks covered in fresh snow, and there was a moment of expansion. Perspective, perhaps. How easy it is to get caught in our own little world, to fixate on pain and discomfort. Standing there staring into the immense space created by skyContinue reading “Expanding Views”
Wandering back to the house Raindrops on fresh cherry blossoms Green bamboo by the secret path A wisp of past like smoke Still winter here I forgot A chill in the old red dragon room Cold air on my bare painted toes They welcome me with the news Journeys to places I already knew LongContinue reading “Home Again”
Over the past few weeks we have gone up to Neyphug Monastery to make offerings to the little monks: shoes, hats, longjohns. The 60 young monks are either orphaned, from abusive homes, or otherwise disadvantaged, and Neyphug Tulku has given them a home and education at the monastery.