Monday, November 20, 1995

Kathmandu, forty-first day


Second part of the initiation much more rewarding than before. My "classmates" looked a lot more involved in spirituality - not to mention the Dutch transformed by a revelation (the mystery of it excited my curiosity and my desire to experience such a spectacular event) - and the realization of the object of meditation (the friend, the difficult person, the anonymous person ...) has been a help to everybody. Failing to have been transfigured, I still saw Buddha! As I was engaged to expand sympathy to a small group of people in all humanity, a feeling of levitation has been felt. While the Himalayas were below my field of vision, a golden Buddha was in my vicinity. If the permanent presence of golden Buddhas in the windows of Kathmandu was probably the origin of my crazy imagination, I was anyway interested in some of them, after my conversation with the "black" Canadian -so elegant in my group- on the way home.

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