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I see these fine pictures and I so love to see how each person sees, Thank you for sharing.

Time

I have been reading the many post today and it reminded me of my experience of time in India. There was none. I new when it was morning by the sun and I knew when it was night by dark anything else was completely forengin to me. Very simple. I just had know place in my being for it. Many times before a teaching is given the date and year is expressed and it always fascinated me that Rinpoche had know idea what day of the week or the date was. Well you could say I was in a different country with so many new and different experiences and that is all true. But for myself it was letting this not knowing, what place in time I was in, expect where was the pilgrimage leading today. It was like losing myself but in a good way, losing myself just in the moment. What this pilgrimage gave me was permission to let all the care taking and responsibility go and as said by my Native American teachers " placed myself in the path of spirit" or in this case the path of the Buddha. Now I am aware what day it is mainly by the rhythms of the house but I most say I liked living in no time but the moment.
Tsering

Stranger in a strange Land

I am starting with my last memory and that is being in the Amsterdam Airport making our final leg (why the word leg and how does that fit, funny thought) of the journey home. I am hearing this continual broard cast overhead. It is a sweet and calm voice. I am starting to hear the words in reference to the dhamra. The first repeated sentence is "mind your step". This occurs in my mind like a mantra. I have often heard Rinpoche refer to careful practice and in this world of inner and outer reality's I am reminded of this in the continual repeated phase..........mind your step. The next repeated phase I would hear over head is first they would start by saying someone name so I will use my name: "Tsering you our delaying the Flight. We will preceded to off load your luggage." The delaying the flight, the flight to our true nature. Then the off loading of your luggage that I am remined of obsurations that we our invited to disolve in our journey to presents. So..............mind your step and start off loading your luggage and begin your flight home.
Tsering

Guess what

Guess what we are here and here to rock! Rocking blog, rocking on our process!

Oh ya I'm bloggin'

I cannot think because I left my brain in chicago and hoping it catches the next flight.