Through My Eyes                                             

Saturday June 10


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

"   It can still be seen on the second story today. This central part of the building contained the great halls for ceremonial occasions,  about thirty-five chapels richly carved and painted, four cells for meditation, and the mausoleums of seven Dalai Lamas-some thirty feet high and covered in solid gold and precious stones.
    The western wing of the building, which is of a later date, housed a community of 175 monks, and in the eastern wing were the government offices. My own apartments were above the rooms there. The one which I used most often was about twenty-five feet square, and it's walls were entirely covered by paintings depicting the life of the Fifth Dalai Lama, so detailed that the individual portraits were not more than an inch high. When I grew tired of my reading, I often used to sit and follow the story told by this great and elaborate mural that surrounded me."



( The story the Dalai Lama was looking at  was the story of himself in a prior incarnation as we know well!  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 up gang rinpoche ngah tso gi to continue spraying which with we two working as one pulling strongly and patiently together went quite well; we' ve completed it for the week! I got a larger battery that allows for spraying for much longer time. It's a lot heavier to carry of course, but it has a handle that makes it easier to get in and out of Mom's wagon. After that I rested by your Medlar tree as usual then headed to our studio to work on our a land of Tibet. I'm going to put the pages up on our infosite; I'll put this up a bit early 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!)