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Good Morning!

The weather here has shifted…bringing with it cloudy skies and cold temperatures. On Monday, it was so chilly that I had to break out my wool socks, long johns and fleece. We bundled ourselves in shawls and blankets. These homes are constructed out of rebar and cinder blocks. They do not have furnaces or any way to heat inside…so it is layer, layer, layer. There was not enough sun to heat the water for a shower…so I’m trying to embrace cold ones. If I wash my hair in the morning,… Continue

Good Morning!


The end is now fast approaching, which makes me very sad. I only have two more weeks of visits to the camp before I head back to Kathmandu. Bel and Bishnu will travel with me by plane and we will explore the holy sites of that valley. Now that the evenings have cooled off substantially, the night air is filled with the scent of night blooming jasmine. It is sublime! I sit in Bel’s home and pick it out from the other delicious smells that are coming from the kitchen.


It seems li… Continue

Greetings!


I have safely returned from Bel’s mountain village, having spent the time being visited by the villagers I had met one year before. But before I headed back up to that remote location, I had a very busy week. Last Monday, I traveled with Migmar to the monastery located on the road that leads to Sarankot to visit her nephew Chuing. We took boxes of juice, noodle snacks and spicy relish to help make their bland food taste better. We sat on opposite sides of a wall that had an opening… Continue

Good Morning!

I have reached the turning point in my time here…and am entering the phase of I only have ‘insert number here’ many days left/visits left/time to do this left. The stomach churning when I first got here about not bringing enough money to do all of the work I need to do is changing into unease about not having enough time left to do all that I need to do.


My weekly routine has fallen into place. On Sundays, I spend the day with Lobsang at her small shop. There are four Tibetan Re… Continue

Tashi Delek!

One month has already passed…and I have six more weeks to go. The Tihar festival has come and gone…and ‘the boys’ did not disappoint. They arrived with their boom box and proceeded to dance and sing like crazy. It was truly a joyous thing to watch. They pulled me into the center and danced a circle around me. It was a riot! The last night the entire community gathered on the road by Grandmother’s home and danced. It was so much fun to watch…grandmothers, little children, mothers an… Continue