Some Pictures from the wonderful time in BYLAKUPPE

Arnolds dikt...

Black dog stands at the gates of eternity. Whispering unkown secrets.
The way beyond is a journey the soul makes alone, but the past is filled with love. Night silence for eternity, soon the next journey is at hand. Loved black dog at the gates of eternity, forever you'll find yourself amongst the veil of thought.

r.i.p. finaste amy 

Amy - Queen Amidala of NERUP Vestin - our dog of almost 15 years..

Has just left this earth.

Our kids - with Carla being in charge - have been a tremendous help.  I am sure she felt the presence of us - eventhough we (Staffan and myself) are here, in Kathmandu...

Igår...

Today – a day for reflection and study.

Shamar’s death and subsequent cremation really touched me.  More than I thought it would.

Karmapa also.

Serious business.

Bless them both – and I do pray for all the bodhisattvas to remain… they really really help us.  Strange, but true.

Shamar - do come back!

Impermanence. It takes 4 hours to disintegrate a body. He is home now.

Nothing can do it justice. Nothing. Majestic, sorrowful – at the same time peaceful.  He is home now.

The smoke did a turn in four directions and then proceeded to go straight up, engulfing the canopee above in a big flame. While the smoke was turning directions without any perceivable wind being present, a so called flower rain fell and a swarm of birds did a perfect Khora around the pillar of smoke, finally settling on the roof of the retreat building behind the stupa.

Shamarpa – you will be sorely missed, please come back soon.  Come back soon!

Phew... bills paid

PLUS MINUS = 0  -- phew

End of Week 5

I am tired, but not overly exhausted. THIS time, all goes a bit smoother than 2012, when I started this blog, in anticipation of a summer course of Colloqouial Tibetan...  (spelling?)

So what goes smoother? A prior knowledge of the letters amongst other - and foremost a great teacher,  Lara Bratstein, and wonderful delegates with humour. Only 9 of them.

And last but not least: my husband.


HOWEVER - I am NO longer interested in putting myself in this third-world situation, however, intriguing it seems in the beginning. NOR am I particularly impressed by Tibetans as a whole. Yes, they are a lot more organized than the rest of Kathmandu, it seems, and there is a lot to be admired about the tenacity of translations, the thoroughness of all all they have done for the survival of authentic Dharma.. for that I am eternally grateful.  But, as everyone else - people are people, and all sorts indeed. Nothing better nothing worse. Possibly this macho-shit is worse. But that you find everwhere anyway.

For me - this is it. From now on, I will stay in comfortable places and PRACTICE my little (?) ass off  - feel ready to do so finally...

pussOkram to everyone!