July 8

Through My Eyes

Saturday July 8

(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 was always happy to go to the Norbulingka. The Potala made me proud of our inheritance of culture and craftsmanship, but the Norbulingka was more like a home. It was really a series of small palaces, and chapels, built in a large and beautiful walled garden. Norbulingka means " The Jewel Park". It was started by the Seventh Dalai Lama in the eighteenth century, and successive Dalai Lamas have added their own residences to it ever since. I built one there myself. The founder chose a very fertile spot. In the Norbulingka gardens we grew a radish weighing twenty pounds, and cabbages so large you could not put your arms around them. There were poplars, willows, junipers, and many kinds of flowers and fruit trees: apples, pears, peaches, walnuts, and apricots. We introduced plums and cherry trees while I was there."

( The shamanic energy must have had as much to do with success of the gardens of the Norbulingka as the fertility of the soil! 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 headed out to bring the tree food up to the Grove which with we two working as one pulling strongly and patiently together went quite well. Actually we pulled in the usual way but also pushed, lifted, hauled, tossed, toted, flipped and dragged to get them there as it takes a bit of doing. We've gotten 20 bags up there which most of what we'll need. It was tough going so I did it in stages, first to the stream, then across the stream, then to the base of the hill, then to the beginning of the steep section. After that I returned to our studio to rest for awhile then headed back up to bring the bags up the last stage to the Grove. Then I rested by your Medlar tree as usual then returned to our studio to so some business stuff for awhile then to work on our a land of Tibet. 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 July 8 (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 was always happy to go to the Norbulingka. The Potala made me proud of our inheritance of culture and craftsmanship, but the Norbulingka was more like a home. It was really a series of small palaces, and chapels, built in a large and beautiful walled garden. Norbulingka means " The Jewel Park". It was started by the Seventh Dalai Lama in the eighteenth century, and successive Dalai Lamas have added their own residences to it ever since. I built one there myself. The founder chose a very fertile spot. In the Norbulingka gardens we grew a radish weighing twenty pounds, and cabbages so large you could not put your arms around them. There were poplars, willows, junipers, and many kinds of flowers and fruit trees: apples, pears, peaches, walnuts, and apricots. We introduced plums and cherry trees while I was there." ( The shamanic energy must have had as much to do with success of the gardens of the Norbulingka as the fertility of the soil! 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 headed out to bring the tree food up to the Grove which with we two working as one pulling strongly and patiently together went quite well. Actually we pulled in the usual way but also pushed, lifted, hauled, tossed, toted, flipped and dragged to get them there as it takes a bit of doing. We've gotten 20 bags up there which most of what we'll need. It was tough going so I did it in stages, first to the stream, then across the stream, then to the base of the hill, then to the beginning of the steep section. After that I returned to our studio to rest for awhile then headed back up to bring the bags up the last stage to the Grove. Then I rested by your Medlar tree as usual then returned to our studio to so some business stuff for awhile then to work on our a land of Tibet. 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!)