At a Nomad Camp

At A Nomad Camp Somewhere between Ganden and Samye Monasteries June, 2004 Starting at the ungodly hour of five in the morning one day, I went to Barkhor to catch the bus to the Ganden monastery. I planned to trek toward Samye but had heard that there was still too much snow at the pass. … More At a Nomad Camp

In Lhasa Again

Lhasa May 29th, 2004 I cannot believe it. I am here; I am really here in Lhasa again! Flying under the radar worked. It has been so long. The flat-roofed houses with prayer flags fluttering in the corners, the people in their chubas, carrying prayer wheels and fingering rosary beads, the open faces and big … More In Lhasa Again

Leaving Lhasa

9 p.m. July 9th, 2000 I am sitting at the outer courtyard of the Jokhang, as I have been most evenings here in Lhasa. There is the usual crowd of people doing their prostrations. I recognize many of the faces by now, and they recognize me. They all have their spots, and I have mine … More Leaving Lhasa

A Gift

July 4th, 2000 Irene, Orianne and I are sitting on the steps outside the back entrance of the Potala Palace, high above Lhasa. We have been sitting here a while. Talking occasionally, thinking mostly. We had come here earlier today for a tour of the Potala. Like all the monasteries, the walls, hallways and rooms … More A Gift