There are few few days in Kathmandu, flights reservados.Los duties are fulfilled and we can only wait until the date of departure. Finally after several days investigating and expects to know Matthieu Ricard, director of the Karuna Foundation Shechen and man recognized in the media as the happiest man in the world, plus excellent writer and photographer. We talked for several hours on the status of the foundation and the future of new projects. A happy man, thoughtful and fair.
days have been chaotic with last-minute bustle, uncontrolled traffic, garbage strikes, then extreme people, people and more people.
Poverty impacts, urban and more if children. One is disease in Europe could not imagine. Accustomed to everything and nor do we flinch when a child runs out of the kitchen of the restaurant where we eat with a wet and dying mouse caught the tail. Of course we waited patiently for our plates and ate as usual, is just a mouse, one more in the food chain and now, this gets rid of a tragic destiny.
Life around the Great Stupa of Boudhanata is mild compared with the rest of Katmandu. There are plenty of monasteries and Tibetan pilgrims who come from all over the world. On the morning of full moon Machus called early and close to the Stupa. Strikes us see the amount of beggars sitting in single file. We get closer and see it as a man with a wad of cash distributed one to one money, but this is not unique. We are surprised to see that this is not unique and there is an overwhelming frenzy Boudha charity. Dozens of people go round and round the stupa handing out money hand over fist. Today is a special day for the Buddhist belief and their faithful more lavish spread for the poor.
next day tired of walking through the filthy streets looking for shelter in the monastery of Shechen, here we spend the whole day listening to hundreds of Buddhist chants, holding a Puja (religious ritual of respect) to honor a great teacher died. The repetitive rhythm of the mantra, the tinkle of bells, the crack of thunder cymbals and trumpets and clarinets heavenly plunges us into a calm state of being unusual for these places. In the large gompa nobody is rejected, the birds fly and an old mangy dog \u200b\u200bwalk freely around the room looking for a cogín to share with a young monk. The old dog knows perfectly the ritual sniffs the air, ears up waiting for the trumpet early, relax and get carried away into a sweet dream. Is this a future rebirth of a wise monk?
After the lunch break we have the immense privilege of being received by Yagsi Rimpoche, the last Dilgo reincarnation of Rinpoche and highest authority of the monastery. This young man of eighteen years and shows us get very curious about our trip. We chatted a while and then dismissed the bid must continue throughout the afternoon and night. Completed
day in bed and even echoes the mantras and trumpets, but only in our consciousness.
continue reporting from somewhere in the cosmos, do not go there's still more.
For those who do not believe in anything, without dogma, philosophy or religion, that the cosmic dust that permeates everything they accompany. That can not be denied.
In a powder powder came out and soon we will become. Enjoy it while you can, not just powder, but with actions to free from suffering to others.
soon, if the plane has to carry us does not crash if we do not run over and if the world keeps turning. So many things have to be combined so that everything goes as planned, if you think about it is ridiculous to believe that the plans always go without a hitch.
Tantra and the butterfly effect is a fact.
PS For those who understand us, peace and love and living room plus pal. But we ask
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