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Shanti
namastè mahadev, is Daniele here, we met in Puskar this december.. i'm in Brisbane now, i'm glad you finished your 10 days 'cause i run away the 3rd, maybe it just wasn't the time as you said, but if it'll came i know there are some center here and there in OZ!! i'd like to hear you playing by the lake! =) shanti

Nepal
Living 11 days in the head. In a moment of madness...made me laugh. An interesting experience. Thank you for being so open about your experience and what you gained from it. I'm certain I would not be able to accomplish this. I can't imagine how difficult this was but glad you were determined to finish.

I love you..
Spent quiet time this sunny morning reading your story with joy and at times ebullience ... You my beloved friend are gifted with the ability to take me there ... And I could but totally immerse my whole self in the telling of this amazing life experience .. albeit with my new Sam Smith music in my ears and my heart laden with the unreality that a young man of 28 years could ditch his life as blatant murderer of 150 souls . But I digress .. That you could endure this amazing human challenge is testimony to your unbridled personal goal setting - processing - and survival from extraordinary life experiences.. And I lay here contemplating the seafood chowder I am preparing for my little sisters birthday celebration tomorrow ... her 63rd.. Said Maggie Smith in Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel 'At my age I don't give advice but I do share opinion'; And so I say 'the measure of life is to live life without measure' As I scribble this missive I am interrupted/distracted by my Time Hop app that sends me the images of my life exactly one year ago today ... And they are images of the sun rising over the Himalayas from our very modest little hotel in the hills of Nepal... And I am teary .. And I am with you dear friend .. As if I am there beside you ...

Meditation torture
Oh, that Goenka--he's a hard one! While I have friends who are followers, I prefer the Vipassana taught by American Buddhists following the Thai Forrest tradition. Their 10-day silent retreats are so much less physically painful and include walking meditation, an acknowledgement that we need to get our bodies somewhat comfortable to meditate (propped up, leaning, even sitting in a chair), and sometimes an hour of qigong. I'll generally have monkey mind the first three days, but then sink down into the most delicious, deep space of awareness. At the end, I feel renewed. Good for you for doing this, but I'll take this as a warning to avoid those knee-killing Asian retreats.

3 hours to spare!
Your account rather reminds me of a Buddhist story in which a Buddhist receives good news, then bad news, then good news, etc. yet he doesn't lose his center in joy or despair, just keeps replying, "Oh, is that so." And now, a journey over the Himalayas on your beloved bike--best wishes for a grand adventure!

Don't spill the chai
Wow, what a fantastic story. There are so many good people in the world. Congratulations on all your technical issues being solved...phone and all. The universe wanted you to dis-connect for a bit. Glad you are back! Eager to read more. Your fans have missed you.

Very Good one
Another amazing one. I was wondering what had happened to you since I had not read a blog of your s in a long while. As I mentioned before, I come to India often. I would love to meet up with you sometime.

A chai coil, a computer and legs--what a lucky guy!
And you got to enjoy that lesson in questioning that melted into trust. How so like India or Peru that some young guy could fix your computer for a fraction of the big guy's costs, which is why I always went to Mexico for car repairs, dentist, etc when I lived in California. I also must admit that I enjoy it when I go to Bolivia and am beyond wifi. It's great to be connected, but it's also a relief to be quiet. So glad all is well. Incidentally, I have a chai coil that I also use for boiling my drinking water, but only found it in one small mountain town. You are lucky that they are so available there.

Craving for Krishna's chai
Another fabulous chapter in the journey luvy................but I have to say, your blogs evoke a level of adventure envy :)............nevertheless, I'm coming to visit when the time is right. And about ageing - imagine having assumptions made about your ability (and sometimes I suspect intelligence) because of the wrinkles on your face!!!!! I prefer to think of them as the tracks of the journey. Gold hugs. Marguerite

Step wells and incredible beauty!
Bundi looks like another one of your many spots of paradise--those step-wells are fascinating! It seems you know of many places to grow old in style and grace. When younger, I never thought of growing old and always went to the limit. My daily runs down mountain trails have left me with abused knees, informing me that wildness had a price, and that my body is on its downhill slope (and who is that old woman in the mirror?) But I agree with Shaw, as long as we laugh and enjoy life, age is relative. Still, we vagabonds do have to consider where we will grow old.

Ouch...
When I was younger, I would stop doing things before I got to the point that I couldn't because of age. I figured that this way I wouldn't feel I was growing older. But I recently turned 65 and now I want to do things just to see if I can. My wife thinks I'm nuts to want to walk the 500 mile Camino de Santiago de Compostela.