Seeking Shangri la

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Since the age of about 6 years old I have had more than just a hankering to visit Tibet. At the age of 60 years old, I got there.

It brings to mind the old sayings of ‘Spirit takes it’s own time to bring your dreams to light; and the very old ‘be careful what you ask for’. Why you may ask, since I have had my dream come true?

Dreams and wishes are the stuff that make our Shangri la’s are they not? That place that exists in a space between worlds.

I never stopped believing that one day I would get to Lhasa. Why? Well I had a ‘happening’ when I was very young. I would have been around the age of 6.

From that moment on I had the desire to get to Tibet. I learned all I could about it. Later I would learn about the Book of the Dead and their medicine. The role of the Shaman in their belief system, and one more thing… I was gifted a dream.

It was that dream that I connected with the Spirit of Shangri La. I was very aware of the turbulence happening in Tibet, what is deemed by the occupying country as the liberation of the Tibetan people. Though they were not actually given a choice. The Spirit is still there, the people are curious, ever smiling and hospitable always.

A blessing from a Lady in the Potala Palace, former residence of Dalai Lama

Tibet is a vast and unique space. There is so much there that is in two planes of being. The earthly plane and the Spiritual. It comes down to energy in the end. It is all ways energy. A great deal of it will be required to redress the balance. Not just here but elsewhere too.

We could almost kiss the sky, yes Jimi Hendrix jumped straight into my head. The sky did seem so close, close enough to touch and I caught myself on occasion thinking of Chicken-licken – perhaps it was the altitude.

mount Kailash

We were there to circumnambulate Mt. kailash. It is such a sight to see, and the prayer flags fluttering in the morning breezes made it all the more magical and sacred. Kailash is already a Sacred place, there are a few ways to get up and around. The first way is to walk, but you better be really fit. The other ways are by pony or by Yak. Our kit bags were taken up by Yaks. This is a dying mode of transport. The Yak is being edged out of it’s place in the Tibetan culture. There are now incommers of European breeds of cattle being farmed. The Yak is a nomads beast you see. Nomadic life is it seems is to be something that used to be.

A great pity. A great pity indeed. Like the Reindeer People of Siberia & Mongolia one idea has supplanted a whole way of life. A whole way of understanding how to be of and with the land and animals living there.

I am indeed grateful to have been able to be there now before the wealth of wonder and magic and culture disapears.

The Monks debating & chanting Mantras

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