Slip sliding away Dave fell in Nepal and had sore ribs for nearly 4 months. It is one of those mementos where you realize as much as it hurst it was close to being much worse. The mella is a fascinating part of the culture and glad you shared the story.
a few words just a few words after reading your few lines.
loved at the stark nakedness of your text. loved how you were not there trying to hide your emotions or how to make them sound better or any other way.
you just were flowing with your words and presented to us on a plate, just the way they are.
and brilliant quotes, paul. thank you again.
Still in Arequipa Hi Paul, Yes, thanks, I got your email, but I'm massively behind in writing letters and blogs. Seems so much easier to read blogs and Facebook and comment. But still in Arequipa, having dealt with broken bones and holes in my lungs. Will write, just having a bit of a block--sorry, but soon, I really will write. Thanks for asking.
The panoply of life How wonderful to participate/be included in such an important, colorful community ceremony in your beautiful valley. So interesting that a person of low caste casts the new god, and to learn of the "god race" amidst our stereotypes of "pious, mountain folk." I imagine that family, community and religious connections and obligations are sufficiently strong that these people know the meaning of their life and their place in its unfolding--perhaps a minimum of existential angst here. So glad stinging nettles (horrible as they are) were the worst part of your very scary fall--I broke both arms in my last one. As usual, I so enjoy your introductory quotes.
Inner meaning What really has significance and matters? Only you and answer that on your path to filling in the gaps. Sorry to hear about your mother. That is tough. She is dealing with her own gaps...at least we think so. There is so much none of us understand. For us life is about sharing it with people so glad to hear your friends are coming to disrupt your silence for a bit. Enjoy, embrace and experience.
Ahh, Life! Glad to see you back on The Blog. Went to see Chekhov's Three Sisters last night at the Seymour Centre. You guys have a lot in common! Glad you woke with a smile. X
Retirement of gods Several years ago I visited the Kuan Yin temple in Georgetown, Penang. Outside the temple is a massive old tree, and nestled among its roots are statues of deities of all sorts. Ganesha is next to Kuan Yin, and Guan Yu makes an appearance, too.
I thought this was a little strange, but it was explained to me that the tree served as sort of a retirement home for the gods. If your household got a bigger, more elaborate god, or if you moved in with someone else, you could bring your superseded god here. This way the god would always have company, and incense could be burned and offerings left.
I have no idea if this is actually true, but I rather like the idea of a retirement home for gods where they could all share in the offerings and prayers.
Self-torture in paradise Those rascally questions of meaning can suck the happiness right out of us! But, like you, I think it's a dance that we just learn to do with more grace--the awakening with a smile and accepting everything in the present moment, and then somehow sliding into the questioning angst, and back to the present again. I think I'll need a few more lifetimes until I'm able to let go of that. But in the meantime, how compassionate that you stayed with your mom (with lots of juicy challenges, I imagine), had a great ride back home (fab photos), and live surrounded by beauty. Namaste.
Abastumani Oh... sorry ... yes Abastumani is about 30 km north of Akhaltsikhe which is the place with the very big fort (apparently the second largest in the world?).... You can get there by local mini-bus. The hot springs there: One lot of private bath rooms is in a run down ex-soviet place and could be OK but did not look all that inviting. The other is a large indoor pool which I think you can also pay to get into. I actually did not feel inspired to use either.... My only hot spring bath was in the old Roman bath house in Tiblisi. BUT I did stay about 2 weeks in Abastumani and enjoyed my time there a lot... just nice country and nice people. I got a clean and OK room in the multi storey hotel opposite where the farmers market is held a few times a week. It was old-world charm with the people I met.
Hot Baths in Tiblisi Hi Maria
Very easy to find.. in the old part of Tiblisi.
This site gives you more information about them:
https://mycustardpie.com/2015/05/15/how-to-visit-the-sulphur-baths-in-tbilisi/
There you will find both the expensive ones and the local cheap ones (where I went)... watch out if you wear silver.. it turns dark from the sulfur :)
Good luck.
Life is a grand journey We always find your blogs insightful and passionate. You are on a quest and the journey takes one to so many places. This location seems peaceful to you even though some emotional was stirred. You may sit back and wonder what you were to learn by being invited but not included in the music? You've posed so many good questions in the blog and everyone must seek the answers.... Continue on your path to peace and self-fulfillment. Life is short and must be experienced.
Yep, the path is not easy and if you meet the Buddha on it, kill him. Congrats on getting into that slice of paradise, but sorry you suffered when there. Pema Chadron (Tibetan Buddhism) says that whenever we meditate in order to get to our "better" selves, we're being violent to ourselves. The key is just accepting ourselves as we are, just as we can then accept others just as they are. Very compassionate. Pretty disillusioning the Zen master's comments, but as you say, we can all have a bad day. And that "What am I doing with my life" is a killer--I too know it. But really to love yourself and others and to stay present, accepting the angst and everything. What else is there, really? Best wishes and I respect your journey. Namaste.
back at ya Thanks for these words and your insight Tara... nice and so nice you take the time. One day we are sure to meet.... other than this space. Hope you are traveling well .... I wonder? Still in South America? Sounds like SA is to you what India is to me.... same same but different? x
Stunning I love the tranquility depicted in these photos.................Glad you enjoyed your stay and that you have all those exciting travels ahead of you. Zen hugs!!
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interesting story!