Impermanence


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December 16th 2005
Published: December 17th 2005
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Who am I to pretend to understand impermanence? I am the most sentimental, backward-looking fool, despite years of goodbyes. Less than a day away from boarding a flight to return home, I thought I'd take a bit of time to summarize some of the nice aspects of my time in McLeod Ganj during the past couple of months. My initial goal in going was to learn a bit about the Tibetan exile community, to... Read Full Entry



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mocked momomocked momo
mocked momo

My English student, Tibetan teacher, and "thenthuk" and "momos" teacher. Tsering taught me about patience (tho i am a poor student; he is inundated with patience) and showed me how to cook Tibetan dishes (tho i am a poor artist).
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mocked momos

One of these Momos was correctly made.
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yakless

No hairy beast inside; just spinach, onions... Some make potatoe variations, some include cheese... limitless. I envision garlic momos at home.
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beautiful barley

Spread to sun dry, this will become "Tsampa" when ground into a barley flour. Tsampa is the crumbly porridge eaten by many Tibetans at breakfast or when snacking. Normally, it is mixed with black tea and butter, though sweetened varieties are possible. It is an ideal food for such a region, where amenities are limited and where the climate and altitude allow for barley to grow well.
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waiting for His Holiness

When the Dalai Lama comes to or goes from McLeod, the locals usually know and line the road in advance, waiting for his car entourage to motor past. His car drives slowly enough to see his beaming face well.
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realisation

Jacob, my inspirational Tamil mile-munching friend, realises that i was indeed correct about which path to take.
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Tenu

A charming young man at the internet cafe I frequented.



1st April 2007

Hi Pelden, So sorry to have not replied earlier. The monk, a friend and english student of mine, learned Reiki from a generous Japanese woman visiting Dhramasala. Apparently, she visits D'sala every year and teaches Tibetans Reiki.

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