Dharma In Transit: Part One.
Thirty seconds ago, I wasn’t sure if I was going make it back to New Delhi at all. When the travel agent in Bodhgaya hands me the train ticket, I’m still not sure. It’s a crumpled up piece of paper, … Continue reading
Thirty seconds ago, I wasn’t sure if I was going make it back to New Delhi at all. When the travel agent in Bodhgaya hands me the train ticket, I’m still not sure. It’s a crumpled up piece of paper, … Continue reading
Had breakfast and coffee at the “espresso bar” just outside our camp. Bamboo poles hold up a tarp, an old, rusting folding table, and that’s about it. Oh yeah, and the chrome toy “espresso maker” that doesn’t make espresso. It … Continue reading
In less than twenty-four hours I’ll be on my way to India. I would be lying if I told you that I wasn’t at least a little bit nervous. But this nervousness is really just excitement and a truly joyous … Continue reading
I just sent off the fee ($46 for twenty days) for my deluxe (i.e. flimsy open air tent) accommodations for the Kalachakra teachings and initiation in Bodhgaya, India coming up in January. I have some idea of what to expect … Continue reading