Dharamsala

This is apparently the bike-riding season here—
lots of children squealing
after falling off a bike
without training wheels.
To learn how to ride without training wheels,
without helmets,
with only the wisdom of our older friends
and safety of our parents’ arms—
unthinkable,
but how true.
This entire trip has been learning
how to ride, fly, swim and walk
with little familiar to lean on.

In that case, brothers and sisters,
you and I and we
are the same.
In a world that belongs to all of us,
where are our homes?
Is it where our heart lies—
Tibet, or Ohio?
Or is our home any place
where we can lay our heads,
knowing others are laying their heads
on the other side of the world?
I have never been in India,
but it feels like I have
spent an eternity here;
I can belong here just
as we all belong here
on this hot, salty night.
My words cannot express my gratitude
but sometimes all one can say is—
thukje-che.

Meet the Dalai Lama…receive initiations…visit monasteries and go on meditation retreat…

spent a month in dharamkot…and later 10 days again….oooh teh himmalayas….the snowline….i need to get back…

Θα ήταν ένα όνειρο πραγματοποιείται εάν παίρνω πάντα μια πιθανότητα να επισκεφτώ αυτήν την θέση και να συναντήσω το λάμα Dalai

Έχω ακούσει ότι ο λάμα Dalai ζει εδώ από το 1966. σαράντα έτη!!

I met the Dalai Lama here

I was on pilgrimage in Nov. 2001, just after 9/11. We were supposed to dance the 21 Praises of Tara for the Dalai Lama, but he was called away to a Peace Conference. We did dance for his sister, head of the Tibetan Children’s Village, and the Karmapa. It is an incredible place, full of spirit and peace in the midst of so much suffering.

Spent a month studying Tibetan Government In Exile

The Dalai Lama lives here.. and the place is supposed to be beautiful.

Dharamsala was an experience that is not easily put into words. It is calming, spiritual, amazing blend of sights, smells and sounds. There are so many amazing little parts to Dharamsala that make it worth the crazy overnight bus ride.