Dharamsala

(Note: this post written by Therese)

We are now staying in the beautiful, rugged mountain town of McLeod Ganj, elevation 5800 feet. This is the home of His Holiness, the fourteenth Dalai Lama, and of numerous Tibetan refugees and northern Indian people. Yesterday we went to a meeting of the Dharamsala Lion's Club to inaugurate the 20th annual plastic and reconstructive surgery camp. We went because we wanted to see the Dalai Lama. Even though this was a civic event, his beauty, spirituality, and compassion was shining through. It is hard to imagine that the Chinese (or anyone) could wish him any ill. But, as much as I don't want to admit it, there is a shadow side in this world.

I have seen three photos together here in this town: Mahatma Gandhi, the Dalai Lama, and Mother Teresa. They are all very much revered in these parts.

We are all well and having wonderful adventures. Today I went to the temple at the monastery where the Dalai Lama lives and teaches. (Cheryl and Jim: we have not yet met his younger brother Tenzin Chokal) The temple here is very beautiful and quite humble. It was exciting to watch the monks in spiritual discourse. Amazing.

The Buddhist teachings are challenging me. I spent the afternoon searching in my heart and writing in my journal. I do wonder if I could stay here forever. Perhaps ...

Love, Therese

PS - we inadvertently forgot all addresses at home, so this is your postcard. Apologies.
PPS - prayers and healing energies to Helen K., Elfi, Claire N., Ursula, Helen R., Tucker, and Bernhadine.
PPPS - Love to all of you from all of us here in Dharamsala. See you later in this life.