Kathmandu

Deep sigh. How to put these thoughts onto paper? My head is pounding this morning as I awake to the very early morning sounds of Dhapasi, the area outside the city of Katmandu. The dogs seem to come alive at night..their incessant barking..perhaps they too are hungry. Yesterday we traveled by bus to Kopan a Tibetan Monastary overlooking the expansiveness of Katmandu. The bus was an experience in itself. Imagine being packed as tightly as possible in a bus reminiscent of the 60s , colorful fringes decorating the windows, statues of Hindu Gods and Goddeses lining the dashboards, music blaring , babies crying, smashed, literally smashed into your neighbor, body parts touching body parts, body odors, smog, pollution wreaking havoc with ones sinuses, and people literally everywhere, hanging out the doors, onto the windows…..yet I was totally being okay with it…actually savoring the reality of the moment. The Monastary a spiritual place of contemplation, such a lovely relief from the raw reality of the valley below. I will return later in my journey for a period of meditation and study.
I am trying to put together my placements. There is so much need it is hard to decide where I can be of the most good. The orphanage situation is quite intense. The organization I am with cares for over 130 orphans. They will also place you with various other orphanages, schools, etc. I was able to visit one of the homes yesterday to see if it was a fit for me. IT is called Rainbow House. There are 12 girls. The latest is a 5 year old blind darling that was abandoned. She lies on the bed rocking, hands on eyes seemingly afraid. The other girls ranging in ages of 5-20 adore her, their love is so immense. When I arrived they all, every single one of them came running up to me…Sister, what is your name? So happy to meet you Sister! They have so much, yet so incredibly little.
I had dinner with them and I have to be honest I was apprehensive to eat the food. So fearful of catching this or that, wary of the water that the food as cooked in…”what’s the matter sister, aren’t you hungry?”My emotions turning this way and that. We don’t come close to realizing what we have in the west…we just don’t have a clue.
My spirituality will be my saving grace during this time. Acceptance, love, belief….staying in the moment so important to keep me grounded.

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3 thoughts on “Kathmandu

  1. Laura: Thinking of you with love. Your blogs are so revealing of the people and the children. I am so glad you are there to share with them your joy, love and caring. I go with you in your days in spirit filled with love. Mom

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