Tomorrow, as I fly out above this confusing city and over the pure mountain slopes, I'll get one last look at the Himalayan giants that have intrigued and entertained me for a lifetime. Once again, I'll ponder the blatant inability of society to weave a cloak that blends into a pattern of purpose and inclusiveness versus random threads without connection. In 1953, when Europeans and westerners were allowed to enter, the people of this country, once a kingdom, were thought to hold the key to happiness. In reaching out to "help," without listening to the rhythm of the land and it's people, the results produced problems as well as solutions. Fortunately, Nepali people have held on to their friendly, happy nature so worthy of emulation and admiration without dissection or question. We should adhere to the eighteenth-century scholar, Jigme Lingpa's words in Treasury of Precious Qualities: 
"When the eagle soars up, high above the earth,
Its shadow for the while is nowhere to be seen;
Yet bird and shadow still are linked. So too our actions;
When conditions come together, their effects are clearly seen."
The Himalyas, like the Nepali people, reach high in solidarity with a beauty and mystique that can be visited but not divided, questioned but not answered, and treasured but not taken. I hope you have enjoyed their view from this window.
Nameste
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