May 27

Through My Eyes

Saturday May 27

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

" I worked hard at my religious education as a boy, but my life was not all work. I am told that some people in other countries believe the Dalai Lamas were almost prisoners in the Potala Palace. It is true that I could not go out very often because of my studies; but a house was built for my family between the Potala and the city of Lhasa, and I saw my father at least every month or six weeks, so that I was not entirely cut off from family life. Indeed, I saw my father frequently, for one of the minor daily ceremonies (either in the Potala or the Norbulingka, the summer palace) was the morning tea ceremony, when all the monk officials met for their early bowls of tea- and both my father and I often attended this meeting. Despite our changed circumstances, he still kept up his interest in horses. He would still go out to feed his own horses every morning before he took any food himself, and now that he could afford it, he gave them eggs and tea to strengthen them. And when I was in the summer palace- where the Dalai Lama's stables were situated- and my father came to see me there, I think he often went to call on my horses before he came to call on me."

( We already know something of the Dalai Lama's early years in Lhasa of course! 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? Those red anjou pears are rather fascinating! In general a lot of the trees are beginning to fruit now including the pears and nectarines since there have been enough growing seasons. I began the day heading up gang rinpoche ngah tso gi to continue trimming around the trees and native plants which with we two working as one pulling strongly and patiently together went quite well! After that I ran an electric fence wire line to the side of the Grove nearer to the studio as Groundhog has been munching on the trees near there. He has a hole smack in the middle of the Grove there so I just set up the electric wire so it goes to the nearby trees then around the trunks so that he doesn't climb up into them and make a mess of things. I'll probably only have to leave it up a few weeks. As usual I left the plants he likes growing near the base of trees so he'll have something else to eat soon enough anyway. After that I returned to our studio to do some business stuff then rested for awhile before heading up to continue trimming as there was still lots of it to go. After that I rested by your Medlar tree as usual then returned to our studio to spin for you then worked on our a land of Tibet. Two as one we've fixed a few more mistakes on the pages. 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 May 27 (We continue listening to the Dalai Lama as he tells of his life in Lhasa in My Tibet written by he and Galen Rowell!) " I worked hard at my religious education as a boy, but my life was not all work. I am told that some people in other countries believe the Dalai Lamas were almost prisoners in the Potala Palace. It is true that I could not go out very often because of my studies; but a house was built for my family between the Potala and the city of Lhasa, and I saw my father at least every month or six weeks, so that I was not entirely cut off from family life. Indeed, I saw my father frequently, for one of the minor daily ceremonies (either in the Potala or the Norbulingka, the summer palace) was the morning tea ceremony, when all the monk officials met for their early bowls of tea- and both my father and I often attended this meeting. Despite our changed circumstances, he still kept up his interest in horses. He would still go out to feed his own horses every morning before he took any food himself, and now that he could afford it, he gave them eggs and tea to strengthen them. And when I was in the summer palace- where the Dalai Lama's stables were situated- and my father came to see me there, I think he often went to call on my horses before he came to call on me." ( We already know something of the Dalai Lama's early years in Lhasa of course! 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? Those red anjou pears are rather fascinating! In general a lot of the trees are beginning to fruit now including the pears and nectarines since there have been enough growing seasons. I began the day heading up gang rinpoche ngah tso gi to continue trimming around the trees and native plants which with we two working as one pulling strongly and patiently together went quite well! After that I ran an electric fence wire line to the side of the Grove nearer to the studio as Groundhog has been munching on the trees near there. He has a hole smack in the middle of the Grove there so I just set up the electric wire so it goes to the nearby trees then around the trunks so that he doesn't climb up into them and make a mess of things. I'll probably only have to leave it up a few weeks. As usual I left the plants he likes growing near the base of trees so he'll have something else to eat soon enough anyway. After that I returned to our studio to do some business stuff then rested for awhile before heading up to continue trimming as there was still lots of it to go. After that I rested by your Medlar tree as usual then returned to our studio to spin for you then worked on our a land of Tibet. Two as one we've fixed a few more mistakes on the pages. 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!)