Friday, August 15, 2008

thailand is....

an awesome place. we arrived in the crazy and polluted city of bankok straight from india. its a fun place to get lost in, but a bit overwhelming when all is said and done. after a few days in the capital we mounted a train bound north for the chang mai valley. getting out of the cities in thailand makes everything change dramatically. there are smiles everywhere and people, both thais and tourists, move really really slow. no one is in a hurry to get anywhere and are content to meander around and take in the jungle air and mountain vistas. post chang mai we moved up to a wonderful little village called pai (although its pronounced bye) and stayed in a bungalow for 3 bucks night. our views were of rice paddies and hills and we rented scooters to peruse the country side. end talk, start pics:








the north was amazing, but we were aching for some beach time so we put in a lot of "work" to make a 36 hour trip complete with buses, taxis, overnight trains, ferries and a little walking to make it to the blissful island of koh phanghan. the island moved even slower, if possible, that life in the north. our days were full of sunshine, great food and tons of great people to talk with. we were taken care of by the owner of our huts with tones of love by mamma bela (fisrt pic below). the time was paradise and as we left we were already scheming on how to get back here soon. after doing work and moving through the hectic life that is india, coming to thailand was the perfect way to cool down. from intensity and making calculations on travel, how to work with kids, dealing with lessons plans and expending energy, this wonderful country took me in and filled me with energy once again.




Friday, August 8, 2008

the games begin


the Olympics come to china in under two weeks (the above graphic is old, but from right up the street from my flat). its kinda a big deal. i dont know what the atmosphere has been like in the states of late, but i can tell you that it is a hot topic in the Tibetan section of dharamsala, india, home to the dali lama. i have met quite a few monks, Tibetans, Indians, fellow travelers and others who gravitate towards sharing their view on the issue. things have ranged from utter hatred for china, all the way to feelings of insult from the world community for what the Olympics stand for: peace and global participation.

every corner in dharamsala is covered in posters condemning the Chinese and encouraging a boycott of the upcoming games. and why not? china has killed thousands, ruined the culture of one of our most preserved spiritual nations, displaced thousands, turned Lhasa into Disneyland China, and spread misinformation about the dali lama and culture in general. Tibetans in exile have been away from home longer than they were there. the traditions are dying, the youth have no sense of roots and the Maoist communist machine is preaching its "religion is poison" rhetoric till the water Buffalo come home. its sad.

on the other hand, china is so poised to look good on the global stage that the games have made them reconsider some of their environmental policies and attempt to try to 'green' Beijing. this may be mostly a farce in attempt to con the world into thinking that they have altruistic intentions about environmental code, but none the less it has produced results including the removal of millions of cars from the streets of the capital city. it wont last most likely, but its a step.

these games come at a crucial time in the history of our modern world. there are real forces in conflict right now and many of the old ways seem to be dying. there is a revitalization in knowledge and understating, there is a grassroots effort on many fronts pushing for a better tomorrow, there are policies in the mix that could change our world. but as unenlightened creatures die, they always struggle the hardest to hold on. we are witnessing that with oil companies, the record industry, the bush administration and forces of evil everywhere. they are losing ground and are fighting back with a vengeance as often as they can.

when i look to china, i see them on the offensive so hard that there is no system to check them. the world at large fears china, and they own so much of the US's economic interests that we would never say anything directly to them. they are in danger of leaping ahead and yet learning nothing from the mistakes of the industrialized nations that came before. they are beginning to consume culture, even destroy other's cultures, on a rapid and uncontrolled pace like never before.

then the Olympics come. the spotlights turn on china and people begin talking. people protest the torch. leaders say that will skip opening ceremonies. Tibetans envision a return home after china breaks under the pressure.
and yet, i see nothing changing. all the countries of the world attempt to hide from their own mistakes by pointing the country that has made more than them. China have become the scapegoat for climate change and seemingly absolve us from our responsibility. they pretend to have talks with the dali lama's envoy, but nothing seems to be changing.

so what do we do? (besides not shopping at wal-mart)

i was talking to a tibetan buddhist monk about this very situation. he became quite heated as the discussion began and i played devils advocate to extract his entire view. he was borderline angry when we discussed him fleeing the country 40 years ago through the mountains, or his family being killed, or friends being jailed, or the fact that he cant travel to any other country because of his refugee status, or his sentiments for monks that get beaten in the streets, or that young Tibetans will not know their heritage, or that.... and yet when i asked him how he FELT about it, he said: "well actually, i am HAPPY!!" smiling and laughing as if to shake away the contempt that was ALMOST present in his voice during our previous dialogue. he giggled i understood that no matter what anyone does, this monk can always retreat to the place where we are all one, nothing is undone and bliss penetrates every pore. it was a powerful moment.



we cant change the past. we cant control the present. we cant predict the future. but we can always change the way we relate to everything and we can always find shelter somewhere.
as we move forward trying create and manifest a culture and world that plays by rules that are fair, loving, creative and just, always remember there is a place to go when the going gets tough. i will see you there. love to you all from india.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Himalayan vistas


while the views are spectacular from my flat in dhramsala, nothing quite took my breath away like this 9 hour round-trip hike to a saddle in the sky known as triund. we arose early and began hiking around 8 am. the trail was oft steep and slippery, while other times it was just a soft meander through thick forests and heavy fog. the day was filled with moments where we could see 10 feet, were getting soaked, and surrounded by a cloud, then in a flash the sky would open up and we could see peaks ahead of us and the very villaged valleys below. it was a nice way to hike. we never quite knew the destination above nor where we had been before. we were stuck in the moment and had no choice but to remain in the NOW and see what was near us at the time. the fog allowed each curve to be noted, each tree to glisten with dew and the views to be all important when it was their turn. as we trudged and navigated, the heavens would momentarily reveal their jewels and we would have grand visions of the entire mystery around us. it was magikal.

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view back towards dharamsala. my flat is at about 6000 feet and the hike brought us to 10,000.



at the very top there was a guy who had carried a tea shop up. nice place to relax and grab a creamy chai, but a weird sight to see none-the-less...


Wednesday, July 9, 2008

the golden temple

the golden temple is a Sikh temple in Amritsar, India. the religion is fairly new as it was founded in the 1400's by a man who was fed up with both Islam and Hindu dogma. he refined the teachings of both religions and met somewhere in the middle of the two. there are no dietary restrictions, ascetisim or extreme fundamentals. the sikh wear turbans and do not cut their beards or hair. they are aligned most often with the warrior caste and most carry a small sword they receive when they are young. the original guru, called guru nanak, wrote hymns and text while stressing living well and meditating in GOD daily. i have met a few sikhs and they are a peaceful and accepting bunch. there are around 20 million sikhs in India and 100,000 in the US as well.



we arrived at the temple around 3:30 AM and as we approached there were sikhs leaving ready to start their day after participating with their GOD. as we entered barefoot, we washed our feet and passed into a huge building surrounding an even larger seeming courtyard. the golden temple was ablaze with light reflecting from is gold plated surface as it sat on an island surrounded by water known as the "pool of nectar." i almost fell over. there were people still sleeping, bathing and wrapping their turbans. the vibe was peaceful and still. anyone is allowed to sleep in the outer temple area and free food is served at dawn and dusk. there were thousands present we we arrived.

the golden temple houses the original book of hymns in the religion. each morning at 4:30am it is "woken up" by bringing it down the long and skinny path that connects the temple island to the main courtyard. it is "put to bed" at about 10:15pm each night. both ceremonies are full of ritual and are attended by those that live in the area as well as pilgrims from around the world.
my friends and i were the only westerners in sight and few seemed to notice or care. we walked the path through the 'pool of nectar' while ebbing and flowing with the crowd seeking the glowing building in the center. the energy was so think in the air i could almost grab it. people were focused, very close and yet calm and collected. no one was rushing and any pushing seemed to lack any ill-intent.
the building was as stunning inside as it was out. there were tons of bright colors and intricate patterns. the floor and base of the building was inlaid white marble with depictions of flowers tracing all over. i felt as though i was not processing any of the surroundings but was rather tuned into the whole experience on a different level. i could FEEL what was around me. i could feel the chants and hymms that came as the book was opened and all the people turned to face it it. i could feel the calmness as i meditated on the roof of the temple. i could FEEL. it was one of the the most magical experience of my life.


dawn rises on the temple.


the path leading from the right is the narrow passage from the outside walkway. the building in the distance is the outer ring of courtyard and is mirrored on the other side. the place is entirely different from the bustling and dirty city outside it. it is a whole new reality with an entirely different ambiance, flavor, felling and character than any place i have been.

"i climbed to dharamsala"

these are some views form my neck of the woods. most of the days have cloud cover and rain for at least part of the time. some days the viability is 10 feet and others we can see a few hundred miles to another range in the distance far from the hill we are perched on. as with all the pictures on this blog, you can click for a larger high-resolution image.



my flat has a huge balcony on it and quite the expansive views. great place for stretching and sitting in the mornings with a little breakfast and the "Hindustan times" newspaper. the area below is the kangra valley.



view from backside of my flat.




it took a few days after my arrival to see the gray peaks of the Himalayas behind dharamsala and above the plush green hills that protect them. most days they poke their head out for just an instant and often they sleep behind the soft comfy curtain of cloudy cover.



a hiking trail a few minutes beyond upper dharamsala and 10 mins from my flat, offers glorious views. since it is monsoon season there are big rivers, little streams and water flowing downhill anywhere it finds a seam.



ummmmm.... glorious. meadow with Pegasus chillin for the evening chow down. glorious.



after a month in this wondrous place, the beauty still never escapes me. every morning i am still awed by the nature that i am engulfed in. every afternoon as the clouds rush up the hill beside me on their search for a slow ascent towards the peaks above, i am floored. each night the stars in their bright clarity give me hours of stare time. i feel as though i can understand why everyone whom i have met here, rich and poor, young and old, able-bodied or not, always have a calm and pleasant nature to them. how can one not be at peace when this is what the know of the world...?

Friday, July 4, 2008

a day in the life... or something

i can't believe that 3 weeks have already passed here in dharamsala. its been quite the experience. a majority of the volunteers left yesterday as the most popular duration is 3 weeks (mine is 6 weeks). of the original 27, there are only seven of us here for the weekend as we await the new group due on tuesday. it was sad to see people leave as we had all become surprisingly close in such a short amount of time. good memories and people to visit in future to come.

as mentioned previously, my volute er time at the special school is quite exciting as we are in the final preparations for moving to the new school. i have been busy doing regular classes while also trying to help out with the new place. the opening party is scheduled for the 14th of july and we are expecting around 50 people to show. its great to watch the project move towards fruition. the school looks amazing and is equipped with hand painted stars, clouds, fruits, veggies, numbers and the alphabet. we just got a computer, curtains, new lights and there is mini-garden in the works. these kids are getting an amazing facility, great staff and fully deserve this blessing.

my days are long but move swiftly and are often quite stimulating. as of now, the special school is only in session in the mornings. i have been running the class of 4 lately as the teacher and other staff are trying to crunch out the final details on the new space. we usually start the day with some simple yoga poses and exercises to get the blood flowing. all of the kids have some form of physical difficulties so we do a wide range of things from stretches to jumping to wrist and head rolls. its one of my favorite parts of the morning. we usually move into sign language next. there is a set of like 30 signs that use a modified form american standard and are geared at helping us all communicate about basic things. the kids like to test me on my ability and laugh hysterically if i mess up a little. we are also working on hindi, math and english with three of the students both in notebooks and on the computer. they are all at different levels and it took me a few days to figure out what sorts of exercises and homework were both challenging and possible. one of the hardest things to communicate has been the concept of carrying when adding larger numbers. using beads, fingers and tick marks have been the fail safes. the end of the morning always involves bananas, cookies, parachutes, balls and fun matching games. we also do the india version of chutes and ladders, which manifests as snakes and stairs... fun times. i loving the challenge and smiles that each day brings and i have a HUGE respect for those that teach special ed on the regular, it is both a skill and an art.

since school is over in the afternoons i have experimented with a few different activities. some afternoons involve painting aforementioned walls at the school and others are for reading, naps and wandering/wondering. i also have spent some time volunteering in the tibetan section of town, called Mcloud Ganj, teaching conversational english to exiled monks and students at a place called the hope center. the stories of escape from china are always the intro and its great to hear first hand about Buddhism and life as a refugee. also, earlier this week i had a chance to listen to a lecture by the head of the national tibetan library, which is located a few minutes from my flat. the monk was amazing and had the most gentle and sincere candor of anyone i have ever met. his previous job was accompanying the dali lama on his foreign trips and serving in his cabinet, so he had quite the inside scoop on the man, his plans for tibet, talks with china and what enlightenment means/feels like. he uploaded tons of data into our brains and did it with the jolliest of smiles. i got the ask the final question of the session and had my mind blown by his explanation of "emptiness." woa.

while i am at the halfway point in volunteer time, it is still new everyday and india always has surprises. i am interested to meet the new volunteers and take some more weekend trips around the area. on a side note: a yogi just opened a studio next door to me this morning and rocked my world with new-to-me postures and a segment of laughter yoga along with tons of breathing techniques. his eyes are bright and full of playful joy as they dance in the candle light of early morning. holy moly.

life has been good and i feel very privileged to be on this adventure. it is so rewarding to give and receive on such a visceral yet somehow still mystical level with the kids, other volunteers and the culture. i feel that i am learning sooo much and absorbing information all the time. my voice has also become strong and i have ended up in some pretty interesting conversations with anyone that will listen and share with the kid who has an octopus on his head :)

it is really powerful to wake to a disastrous newspaper headline from the world at-large and then bear witness to those in the trenches finding the pure beauty that always accompanies its negative opposite half. it is sometimes hard to see the light in the midst of despair and fear, but it is always there, it just takes a correctly focused set of eye-minds....



wishing bliss everywhere to all.
i love india.
i love you.
namaste.

Monday, June 30, 2008

many little solutions add up...



the special school that i have been working at in dharamsala is only a temporary solution to the need for a school that supplies specific educational resources to a vastly under-represented population. a few years ago a former CCS volunteer (my program) was involved in the special school program and fell in love with the kids. upon ending his volunteer time he found out that the program was temporary and was to be terminated shortly due to lack of organization and funding. when he returned to the states he felt his calling and started his NGO "harmony through education." his idea was to set up schools for the mentally and physically differently-abled populations in developing countries and provide a jump off for these kids and their families. over the last few years he has been raising money and planning to start his first school in dharamsala, india. the money has been raised through donations and fundraising events thus and grant money is in the works. the vison for the future includes opening schools all over the globe and providing viable and sustainble help accross many levels in the community.
his website is located here:
http://harmonythrougheducation.org/

the kids in the pictures at the website are the ones that i am currently working with and we will be moving to the new school on its own land in the next few weeks! i have spent some extra time painting and cleaning the house, that is HUGE, and is the former residence of the dali lama's sister. the new space will boost legitamacy and will hopefully increase awareness and participation within the community for this population. it is really powerful to be around a truly grassroots orginization that is full of promise and vision.

hopefully this project goes well and adds another piece to the puzzle of over-turning the current global-mainstream-dominator-paradigm that leaves certin groups out, does not plan ahead and is not mindful of all its actions. as we move into the future and are surrounded by seemingly boundless infomation, communication and technology, we need to take stock of all members of this earth and consider how we can serve the world as we serve ourselves. there is no doubt that the world is changing and new ideas are rising to battle the widespread issuses facing our world, but there is no one solution and no save all approach that can deeply fix our globe and transform our thinking. it is about creativly finding many solutions to push back the ills and failures of the past and collectively modifing behavior to piece-by-piece unite this world and create one that will last and encourage us all to strive for and achieve true peace, bliss and love..... its all about baby steps. lets walk together.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

volunteer time

me and the new crew of volunteers uniting at a cafe for chats and plans:


after cruising the city in slums and posh spots in delhi for a week i was ready to move on. last saturday my volunteer program met up in some rented flats in a nice section of delhi. there is 21 of us in total. the range is huge as there is a family of 4, a father-daughter team, a mother-son duo, and college age kids ranging from engineering majors to broadcast communications and a few teachers and social workers mixed in. everyone seems to add something unique and the group is bonding fast. it is really really nice to get to start doing some work after seeing all the need and division between rich and poor.

we had a few days of orientation that included a little language, lots of chai (chai tea translates to tea tea, like table mesa...), lectures from local professors and great food. everyone began getting to know one another and prepare for placements upon arrival in dharamsala. there are a few different things that the volunteers are split between. each place is its own NGO and my overall program Cross-Cultural Solutions, acts almost as a broker to align locally established facilities with the volunteers needed to operate. some in my group are placed in day care, others in schools for english, computer skills, womens empowerment, youth centers and my placement is with a special school for developmental "differently-abled" kids from 6-18. currently there are five students at the special school (as it is called), three volunteers and a teacher that helps the kids with sign language, numbers, english, hindi and fun times. in two weeks the school is moving to a new house and will expand to have a speech therapist, physical therapist and a special education teacher. its really exciting because it is just getting off the ground and there are lots of preparations for the expected added attendance to rise to 15. it is really awesome to work with the kids and i will post later with more pictures and info about what is going on with my placement.



as for dharamsala, it is beautiful. we arrived into the city as it was literally wrapped in a cloud. it gave the place a real sense of mystery and excitement. the rout from the airport was filled with little villages, monkeys, rolling hills and lovely valleys as we climbed to the city on a mountain top. the city itself is beautiful and i have had a few custom made shirts and pants created for 10 bucks total. everyone is really friendly and the houses, meals and staff are terrific. it is really peaceful and i am excited to get a chance to live here for a while and be invested in the place that i am enjoying.

on the first day, me and few ohter woke before dawn and hiked up to a hindu temple for the god shiva perched above us just outside of town. we climbed as the sun rose and illuminated the land below. it was a tremendous way to get to know the place that is home. the views were spectacular and the feelings at the top were soaring with the receeding clouds. i am so happy to be here and feel very blessed to have been propelled upon this journey by so many wonderful souls back in the states. thank you all. hoorray life!!

Lotus temple


this temple was in southern delhi and is a key structure of the Bahá'í faith. the faith is based on a few tenants:
Bahá'í teachings emphasize the spiritual oneness of humanity and the underlying unity of the major world religions. Religious history is seen to have unfolded through the influence of a series of divinely-sent messengers, each of whom established a religion that was suited to the needs of the time. These messengers have included Abraham, Moses, Zoroaster, the Buddha, Krishna, Jesus, Muhammad and, most recently, the Báb and Bahá'u'lláh.

it seems like a pretty cool idea to me but also proclaims the last profit, for whom the religion is named, as the incarnation of all of the previous teachers. his words were found all over the building inside and out. i have no pics from the inside as when i tried to snap one quickly, a lady chastised immediately and watched as i deleted it from my camera. woa. the building is sweet, the ideas seem neat to me, but underlying the whole thing was a sense that this was in some way the eastern version of Scientology. i wonder if baha was a science fiction writer....?
good stuff, met some nice people who claim this as their practice. whatever floats your boat i guess. awesome building.

Friday, June 13, 2008

india begins




india is intense. i have been told so many times that it will flip your world around. well there is no amount of prep that can come which will ready me for delhi in the middle of the day. it is hot, crowded and everything is multiplied by a billion people. it is wonderful. i transported myself to the city center as soon as i awoke the first day. i took an auto rickshaw from my hotel in the far north of the city in a Tibetan enclave/colony where i am staying. the ride blew my mind. no traffic rules obeyed. huge trucks everywhere. so many horns. so many people.

it has taken a few days for me to really SEE what is going on in this country. the first few days were just a blur of information overload. it was almost as if i could not discern different things and was just wide eyed the whole time. i have seen crowds, i have seen poverty, i have experienced heat all before, but never on this scale. it is wonderful.

as time passed and i started to walk the alleys, streets, bazaars and stations i have begun to pick up on the subtleties of this place. i have seen through the desolation and despair, i have seen the beauty and love, i have seen the horror and fear, i have seen the tradition and peace. never have i experience so many polarities juxtaposed so snugly. things are extreme here. i feel almost catatonic when i sit and think about what is going on in this place. it is wonderful.

i went far of the beaten path yesterday and wandered through a street. people almost stopped what they were doing in the hustle and bustle to stare at this strange kid with weird hair. i smiled. they smiled. i met locals. i ate really REALLY hot food. to find my way back i went through the most impoverished trash filled shanty town i could imagine. people were tired. kids were playing in waste. people were joking. there were smiles. my heart pained and swelled. things are extreme here.

later in the night i met up with some people that i encountered at a museum a few days ago. we went out with a friend of a friend from the area. after spending my day in trash piles i suddenly found myself in a car being chauffeured around. we went to someones house that had an armed guard at the gate. there were street kids wandering around barefoot aimlessly outside the walls as we entered the A/C of a 60 degree house. where am i? we went out to a hipster bar and had delicious food and a pint or two. what i am doing? i struggled all night to understand how this was happening. how can i or anyone else do ANYTHING when there are so many needy people everywhere. how can this happen?
i always thought there was a huge divide in the USA between rich and poor, but everything is extreme here.... all in all it was a fun night and i saw yet another side of this place. i get the feeling i could spend and eternity here and never really understand what was going on.

amidst all of polarizing experiences i have found moments of extreme solace in this land. i can make out distinct smells, rich colors, individual souls and beauty in everything. i have never been anywhere like this before. i am excited to keep exploring and move out of the city and into 'the hills.' my cousin nate was right when he said, "india is gonna F you up!" thanks cuz.

Neon Tokyo


i only spent one night in the big and crowded city. it was great but i am i glad i spent my time in the wonderful countryside of this place rather than in megapolis land. they really wanted people to BUY STUFF here!!! i ended up meeting a kid from fort collins that graduated from CSU last year and we had some mutual friends, name is will and major was construction management.... weird.

peace out land of the rising sun, its been great.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

8 waterfalls hike


my friend kristin from fairvew high school in boulder moved to japan a year ago to teach english to middle schoolers. we hadn't seen one another in three years, so why not meet up in japan? she took me out for a night of fun which included too much beer, food and plenty of new faces from americans, to japanese, irish, austrians, kiwis and aussies. quite the evening of fun. the other teachers on the program were awesome and all had many tales of the trials and tribulations of living in a strange new culture. i found out that if you just yell and lift your beer glass, the japanese just assume that you are cheersing them. smile.


we awoke the next morning and went on an incredible hike through the mountains, up a canon and past 8 huge waterfalls. it was one of the most beautiful places i have ever been and ended up being a 6plus hour voyage.


woa. glorious.






along the hike there were bridges and ladders constructed to assist. someplaces had chains that were bolted into the sides of rocks, across rapids and around rocks. i couldnt help but hope that i could fully trust whatever person created the helpers.


after a long day of hiking, sushi was in dire need.


this restaurant had $1 a plate sushi that came around on a conveyor belt and you just grabbed whatever looked good. note to self: fermented soy bean curd wrapped in sea weed has a gnasty after taste.....

kyoto tour


i was sitting beside the river in kyoto relaxing after wandering around the city for a few hours. as i sat, a man came up and asked me what i was doing in the city. we got to chatting and he insisted on taking me for a three hour tour of some of his favorite spots. we walked through the flower districts that house some of the most famous gesha houses and then went to the above zen temple which is the oldest of its kind. he gave me the history and tons of neat facts!





the temple was such a place that i did not even feel as if i was still in the city. i was fully transported away to a land of tranquility and peace. i could just imagine the space brimming with monks walking slowly and contemplating each event as it traspired.

Zen Center outside Kyoto


I spent four nights at Hosenji Zazen center outside of Kyoto, Japan on top of a hill nestled nicely in a bamboo forest. The days were peaceful and slowly long. Many japanese people (when i was here there was only one other westerner present) at some point go to a center like this in order to seek training, healing, relaxation and deeper learning. Zazen is seen by many, including some monks i spoke with, as more of a skill rather than as religion. the whole point is to learn how to be fully present in the moment and be accountable to all of one's actions. the whole structure of the day is based around facilitating an environment conducive to the fruition of such goals
Daily sched:
5:20am Wake-up
-tai-chi
-meditation and group chanting
-daily cleaning
-breakfast
-tea
-daily work (one day was 2 hours of weeding a 2 square meter moss patch)
-tea (so much tea)
-work
11:30 lunch
-free time: for me this included napping, reading about zen and quatum physics, yoga and juggling
4:30 dinner
-tea
-reading form buddha's teachings (dharma), chanting, sitting meditation, walking meditation
9:00 tea
10:00 lights out (i was already sleeping)



Dinner and breakfast were formal affairs. each part of the meal had a ritual and there was no talking.





each morning during dawn and evening for dusk we spent a total of four hours in this room meditating together. it was really interesting to sit with eyes slightly open and notice the subtle changes in light as time passed during the beginning and end of each earth rotation. it was also really intense to sit in a room with 15 people and be totally still, yet fully connected with one another via each breath.


running water could be heard from this garden in all rooms of the center. such a cleansing and centering noise to be with always. during meditation the sound of the rush and splash was the best tool for me remaining present in the moment.