April 29

Through My Eyes

Saturday April 29

(We continue listening to the Dalai Lama as he tells of his experience of Tibet in My Tibet written by he and Galen Rowell!)

" I think everyone who is interested in Tibet has been able to read about life in old Lhasa, because most of the foreign travelers who have visited Tibet have made Lhasa their objective and have written books about it, so I need not dwell upon it. They have described the almost continuous round of celebrations and ceremonies from one year's end to the next; the elaborate parties given by the richer people, their beautiful and decorative dress; the holy walks around the ring road called Lingkhor; and the picnics by the river in the summer, which were perhaps the most popular pastime of all. Indeed, the travelers may have been able to describe these affairs in greater detail than I could offer from my own experience, because of course I did not share in many of them myself. Whenever I took part in ceremonies, I naturally became the focal point of them, and the essence of those ceremonies was the reverence that the people showed to me. Therefore, whenever I watched ceremonies in which I had no part, such as religious dances in the Potala or dramatic performances in the Norbulingka gardens, I watched from behind gauze curtains so that I could see without being seen. But I would like to add on general comment to the travelers' tales. We Tibetans love all ceremonial and elegant dress; and, perhaps even more important, as a national characteristic, we love a joke."

( Tibetans love of humor! I promise to add more tomorrow...)

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* This is from the book My Tibet by the Dalai Lama and Galen Rowell.

( Please see my spinning for you!)

( Tahshi Deleh gentle one! Kehrahng kusu debo yinpeh? I began the day in our studio spinning for you then worked for awhile on the sculpture of Tara Drolma. After that I headed up gang rinpoche ngah tso gi to bring up the sprayer and some more garden hose; it's about time to begin the spraying again. Then I planted the goji plant which arrived not long ago. It's a Tibetan plant that grows in the Himalayas that has remarkable nutrition and medicinal properties. It has more vitamin C than oranges and lots of antioxidants. It doesn't survive the cold subzero temperatures we get here though so I've planted it in a pot to take inside for the winter. After that I headed back to the stream to clear the pump casing which was much easier! I just open the casing, slide off the bottom and rinse it out, then slide it back on and reattach it! Then I headed back up to spray the apricots. This year we're trying a spray made of fine clay particles to protect the fruit. It really dries the hands out though! Anyway, after that I rested by your Medlar tree as usual then returned to our studio to work on our a land of Tibet then got ready for our outreach event tomorrow. I hope you liked the picture of me from our sacred place. My voice sounds a bit unusual on the recording. I had a stuffed up nose to begin with and then on top of that had to stifle a burp! It sounded quite funny sort of super nasal so I left it that way. I'm going to put the pages up on our infosite; I'll put this up for now so we can rest.

And so, as always we'll continue two as one on to tomorrow

my one gentle beautiful patient swift dream bright

long dark mane in sunlight

so for now I bid goodnight...Simjah Nahngo!)


	Through My Eyes Saturday April 29 (We continue listening to the Dalai Lama as he tells of his experience of Tibet in My Tibet written by he and Galen Rowell!) " I think everyone who is interested in Tibet has been able to read about life in old Lhasa, because most of the foreign travelers who have visited Tibet have made Lhasa their objective and have written books about it, so I need not dwell upon it. They have described the almost continuous round of celebrations and ceremonies from one year's end to the next; the elaborate parties given by the richer people, their beautiful and decorative dress; the holy walks around the ring road called Lingkhor; and the picnics by the river in the summer, which were perhaps the most popular pastime of all. Indeed, the travelers may have been able to describe these affairs in greater detail than I could offer from my own experience, because of course I did not share in many of them myself. Whenever I took part in ceremonies, I naturally became the focal point of them, and the essence of those ceremonies was the reverence that the people showed to me. Therefore, whenever I watched ceremonies in which I had no part, such as religious dances in the Potala or dramatic performances in the Norbulingka gardens, I watched from behind gauze curtains so that I could see without being seen. But I would like to add on general comment to the travelers' tales. We Tibetans love all ceremonial and elegant dress; and, perhaps even more important, as a national characteristic, we love a joke." ( Tibetans love of humor! I promise to add more tomorrow...) ( please click here to read of the day with me ) This is from the book My Tibet by the Dalai Lama and Galen Rowell. ( Please see my spinning for you!) ( Tahshi Deleh gentle one! Kehrahng kusu debo yinpeh? I began the day in our studio spinning for you then worked for awhile on the sculpture of Tara Drolma. After that I headed up gang rinpoche ngah tso gi to bring up the sprayer and some more garden hose; it's about time to begin the spraying again. Then I planted the goji plant which arrived not long ago. It's a Tibetan plant that grows in the Himalayas that has remarkable nutrition and medicinal properties. It has more vitamin C than oranges and lots of antioxidants. It doesn't survive the cold subzero temperatures we get here though so I've planted it in a pot to take inside for the winter. After that I headed back to the stream to clear the pump casing which was much easier! I just open the casing, slide off the bottom and rinse it out, then slide it back on and reattach it! Then I headed back up to spray the apricots. This year we're trying a spray made of fine clay particles to protect the fruit. It really dries the hands out though! Anyway, after that I rested by your Medlar tree as usual then returned to our studio to work on our a land of Tibet then got ready for our outreach event tomorrow. I hope you liked the picture of me from our sacred place. My voice sounds a bit unusual on the recording. I had a stuffed up nose to begin with and then on top of that had to stifle a burp! It sounded quite funny sort of super nasal so I left it that way. I'm going to put the pages up on our infosite; I'll put this up for now so we can rest. And so, as always we'll continue two as one on to tomorrow my one gentle beautiful patient swift dream bright long dark mane in sunlight so for now I bid goodnight...Simjah Nahngo!)