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McLeod Ganj

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    • Day 8

      ืืช ืกื™ื•ื ื”ื—ืœืง ืฉืœ ื‘ืื’ืกื• ืขืฉื™ื ื• ื‘ืžืกืขื“ื” ืฉืœ ืกืื—ื™ื โฆ:โ ,โ -โ )โฉ
      ื”ื–ืžื ื• ื ืจื’ื™ืœื”, ื‘ื™ืจื” ื•ืขื•ื’ืช ื’ื–ืจ.
      ื“ืจืš ื˜ื•ื‘ื” ืœืกื™ื™ื ืืช ื”ื—ืœืง ื”ื–ื” ืฉืœ ื”ื˜ื™ื•ืœ.
      ืžื—ืจ ื‘ื‘ื•ืงืจ ื˜ืกื™ื ืœื›ื™ื•ื•ืŸ ืื•ื“ื™ื™ืคื•ืจ ืฉื‘ื—ื‘ืœ ืจื’'ืกื˜ืืŸ.
      ื ืงื•ื•ื” ืฉื ืงื•ื ื‘ื–ืžืŸ...

    • Day 17

      ื™ืžื™ื ืฉืœ ืฉืงื˜

      May 18, 2023 in India โ‹… โ˜๏ธ 17 ยฐC

      ืื™ื–ื” ื›ื™ืฃ ืœืงื•ื ื‘ื‘ื•ืงืจ ื•ืœื”ืจื’ื™ืฉ ื”ื”ืคืš ืžืฉื‘ืœื•ืœื™ืช
      ืœืฉื‘ืช ืœืงืคื” ืขื ืขืฆืžื™ ื•ืขื ื”ื›ืœื‘ ื”ื—ืžื•ื“ ื”ื–ื”
      ืœืœืžื•ื“ ืฉื™ืืฆื•
      ื•ืฉืืคืฉืจ ืœื‘ืงืฉ ืงื•ื‘ื” ืกืœืง ื•ืคืฉื•ื˜ ืœืงื‘ืœ
      ื™ืžื™ื ื˜ื•ื‘ื™ื ื‘ืื™ื ืขืœื™ื ื•
      ื›ื™ ืžื–ืžืŸ ื›ื‘ืจ ื”ืคืกืงืชื™ ืœืชืœื•ืช ืชืงื•ื•ืช ื‘ืื ืฉื™ื ื•ืขื‘ืจืชื™ ืœืชืœื•ืช ืืช ื”ื›ื‘ื™ืกื” ืฉืœื™ ืขืœ ื—ื‘ืœื™ื
      ื”ื›ื™ ืฉื‘ืช ืฉืœื•ื
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    • Day 11

      ื—ื–ืจื ื• ืื•ืงื™ื™ ื•ืžื” ืขื›ืฉื™ื•?
      ื—ื•ืฅ ืžืœืคื’ื•ืฉ ืืช ืขื ื‘ืœ ื•ืœื”ื’ื™ื“ ื‘ื™ื™ ืœืื•ืคืง ืœื ื ืฉืืจ ืขื•ื“ ื”ืจื‘ื” ืœืขืฉื•ืช
      ื‘ืขืฆื ื›ืŸ ื ืฉืืจ,
      ืœืกื™ื™ื ืœื’ืœืฃ ืืช ื”ื›ืคื™ืช ืฉืœื™
      ืœื”ื›ื™ืŸ ืฆืžื™ื“ ื—ื“ืฉ ืžื›ืกืฃ
      ืœืชืจื’ืœ ื™ื•ื’ื”
      ืœืขืฉื•ืช ืคื™ืจืกื™ื ื’ ื ื•ืกืฃ ื‘ืื•ื–ืŸ ืฉืžืืœ
      ื•ืœื”ื“ืœื™ืง ื ืจื•ืช ืฉื‘ืช ืฉื–ื” ื”ืจื’ืข ื”ื›ื™ ืฉืœื™ ืขื ืขืฆืžื™ ื•ื›ืฉื™ืฉ ื”ื–ื“ืžื ื•ืช ืื– ื’ื ืขื ื”ื˜ื‘ืข
      ื•ื–ื›ื™ื ื• ื’ื ืœืฆืคื•ืช ื‘ื’ืžืจ ืฉืœ ื”ืื™ืจื•ื•ื™ื–ื™ื•ืŸ ื•ืœืจืื•ืช ืืช ื ื•ืขื” ืงื™ืจืœ ืฉืœื ื• ืžื’ื™ืขื” ืœืžืงื•ื ืฉืœื™ืฉื™ ืœืžืจื•ืช ืฉื”ื›ื™ ื”ื’ื™ืข ืœื” ืจืืฉื•ืŸ
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    • Day 5

      Dalai Lama Temple

      October 7, 2019 in India โ‹… โ›… 16 ยฐC

      Here is where the Dalai Lama calls home since leaving Tibet after the Chinese takeover. Unfortunately, His Holiness was not around at the time I was there.
      The first two are in the main temple. Then some of the prayer wheels. 4th looks on the door where picture taking is not allowed inside. The yellow you can see in the center is the Dalai Lama's throne/ teaching seat. The last picture is of some of the young monks debating Buddhist teachings, history, writings, etc.Read more

    • Day 6

      ื”ืชื—ืœื ื• ืืช ื”ื™ื•ื ื‘ื ืกื™ืขื” ืžื‘ืื’ืกื• ืœืžืงืœื•ื“ ื’ืื ื’' (Mcleod Ganj).
      ื”ื”ื ืกื™ืขื” ืขืจื›ื” ื›-15 ื“ืง' ืฉืžืชื•ื›ื ืขืžื“ื ื• ื›-5 ื“ืงื•ืช ื‘ื’ืœืœ ื›ื‘ื™ืฉ ื—ืกื•ื.
      ืœื”ื‘ื“ื™ืœ ืžื‘ืื’ืกื•, ืื™ืŸ ื”ืจื‘ื” ื™ืฉืจืืœื™ื ื‘ืžืงืœื•ื“ ื’ืื ื’'.
      ื“ืจืš ืื’ื‘, ืžืงืœื•ื“ ื’ืื ื’' ืžื”ื•ื•ื” ืืช ืžืงื•ื ืžื•ืฉื‘ื• ืฉืœ ื”ื“ืœืื™ ืœืืžื”.
      ื”ื ื”ื’ ื”ื•ืจื™ื“ ืื•ืชื ื• ืœื™ื“ ื”ืžืงื“ืฉ ื”ื˜ื™ื‘ื˜ื™ ื”ืžืจื›ื–ื™ ื•ื ื›ื ืกื• ืœืฉื ืื—ืจื™ ืฉืงื ื™ื ื• ืžืกื›ื•ืช ืœืคื ื™ื (no mask no entry).

      ื‘ืžืงื“ืฉ ื™ืฉ ื”ืจืฆืื•ืช (ืœื ื”ื‘ื ืชื™ ืžื” ื”ื ืื•ืžืจื™ื, ืื‘ืœ ื–ื” ื ืฉืžืข ื›ืžื• ืฉื™ืขื•ืจ ืชื•ืจื”) ื•ื”ื ื–ื™ืจื™ื ื•ืื ืฉื™ื ืจื’ื™ืœื™ื ื™ื•ืฉื‘ื™ื ืขืœ ืžื–ืจื•ื ื™ื ื“ืงื™ื ื•ืžืงืฉื™ื‘ื™ื ืœืžืจืฆื”, ื—ืœืงื ืืฃ ืจื•ืฉืžื™ื ื”ืขืจื•ืช.
      ื‘ืžืงื“ืฉ ื ื™ืชืŸ ืœืžืฆื•ื ื’ืœื’ืœื™ ืชืคื™ืœื”.
      ืืœื• ื’ืœื™ืœื™ื ืฉื›ืชื•ื‘ื™ื ืขืœื™ื”ื ืชืคื™ืœื•ืช ื•ื”ืžืืžื™ืŸ ืžืกื•ื‘ื‘ ืืช ื”ื’ืœื™ืœ ื•ื”ืชืคื™ืœื” ืฉืœื• ื ื™ืฉืืช ื‘ืจื•ื—.
      ืžืงื•ื ื ื—ืžื“, ืœื ืžืจืฉื™ื ื‘ืžื™ื•ื—ื“.

      ื›-5 ื“ืง' ื”ืœื™ื›ื” ืžื”ืžืงื“ืฉ, ื™ืฉ ืืช ื”ืจื›ื‘ืœ ืฉืžื—ื‘ืจ ื‘ื™ืŸ ืžืงืœื•ื“ ื’ืื ื’' ื•ื“ื”ืจืžืกืœื”.
      ืขืœื•ืช ื ืกื™ืขื” ื”ืœื•ืš ื•ืฉื•ื‘ - 650 ืจื•ืคื™ ืœืื“ื.
      ื™ืจื“ื ื• ืขื ื”ืจื›ื‘ืœ ืขื“ ื“ื”ืจืžืกืœื” ื•ื›ืฉื™ืฆืื ื• ืžืžืชื—ื ื”ืจื›ื‘ืœ, ืฉืืœื ื• ืื™ืคื” ื”ืฉื•ืง? ืขื ื• ืฉื”ืฉื•ืง ืกื’ื•ืจ ื‘ื™ืžื™ ืฉื ื™...
      ื™ืฉืจ ืขืฉื™ื ื• ืื—ื•ืจื” ืคื ื” ื•ืขืœื™ื ื• ืฉื•ื‘ ืขื ื”ืจื›ื‘ืœ ื‘ื—ื–ืจื” ืœืžืงืœื•ื“ ื’ืื ื’'.
      ื”ื ืกื™ืขื” ื‘ืจื›ื‘ืœ ื ื—ืžื“ื” ื•ืฉืงื˜ื”. ืจื•ืื™ื ื‘ื“ืจืš ืืช ื”ื ื•ืฃ ื”ื”ืจืจื™ ื”ื™ืจื•ืง ื•ืืช ื”ื‘ืชื™ื ืฉืคื–ื•ืจื™ื ื‘ืžืขืœื” ื”ื”ืจ.
      ื”ื ืกื™ืขื” ื‘ืจื›ื‘ืœ ืžื•ืžืœืฆืช (ื’ื ืื ืื™ืŸ ืžื” ืœืขืฉื•ืช ื‘ื“ื”ืจืžืกืœื”).

      ืžืžืงืœื•ื“ ื’ืื ื’' ืชืคืกื ื• ืžื•ื ื™ืช ืขื“ ืœื“ื”ืจืžืงื•ื˜.
      ื“ื”ืจืžืงื•ื˜ ื ืžืฆืืช ื’ื‘ื•ื” ื™ื•ืชืจ ืžื‘ืื’ืกื• ื•ื›ืžื• ื‘ื‘ืื’ืกื•, ื’ื ื›ืืŸ ื”ื ื•ื›ื—ื•ืช ื”ื™ืฉืจืืœื™ืช ืžื•ืจื’ืฉืช (ืืคื™ืœื• ืฉื•ืœื˜ืช ื™ื•ืชืจ).
      ืื›ืœื ื• ืืจื•ื—ืช ืฆื”ืจื™ื™ื ื‘ืžืกืขื“ืช ืฉืžื™ื™ื (ื›ืŸ, ื–ื” ื”ืฉื ืฉืœื”).
      ืฉื™ืจืœื™ ื”ื–ืžื™ื ื” ืžื ืช ืคืœืืคืœ (ืฆืœื—ืช ืขื ื›ื“ื•ืจื™ ืคืœืืคืœ, ืžืขื˜ ื—ื•ืžื•ืก, ืกืœื˜ ื™ืจืงื•ืช, ืฆ'ื™ืคืก ื•ืคื™ืชื” ื‘ืฆื“) ื•ืื ื™ ื”ื–ืžื ืชื™ ืžืœืื™ ื›ื•ืคืชื” (Malai Kofta).
      ื”ืคืœืืคืœ ืœื ื”ื™ื” ืžืฉื”ื•, ืื‘ืœ ื”ืžืœืื™ ื›ื•ืคืชื” ื”ื™ื” ื˜ืขื™ื.
      ื”ื–ืžื ื• ื’ื ืœื™ืžื•ื ืขื ืข ื’ืจื•ืก.
      ื‘ืงื™ืฆื•ืจ ืืจื•ื—ืช ืฆื”ืจื™ื™ื ื™ืฉืจืืœื™ืช.

      ื”ื—ื–ืจื” ืžื“ื”ืจืžืกืืœื” ืœื‘ืื’ืกื• ื”ื™ืชื” ื‘ืฉื‘ื™ืœื™ื ืœื ืฉื‘ื™ืœื™ื, ื—ืฆื™ื ื• ื—ืฆืจื•ืช ืฉืœ ื‘ืชื™ื ื•ื”ืจื’ืฉื” ืฉืœ ื˜ื™ื•ืœ ืฉื ืชื™ ืœืžืฆื“ื”.
      ื’ื™ืœื•ื™ ื ืื•ืช - ืžื“ื•ื‘ืจ ืขืœ ืงื™ืœื•ืžื˜ืจ ืื—ื“ ืฉืœ ื”ืœื™ื›ื”...

      ื—ื–ืจื ื• ืœืžืœื•ืŸ ื•ืžืชื—ื™ืœื™ื ืœื”ืชืืจื’ืŸ ืœืงืจืืช ื™ื•ื ื›ื™ืคื•ืจ.

      ื’ืžืจ ื—ืชื™ืžื” ื˜ื•ื‘ื”
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    • Day 311

      Herzmenschen und ne Kuh

      May 26, 2018 in India โ‹… โ˜€๏ธ 23 ยฐC

      Ich konnte mir nicht vorstellen einen Ort noch mehr zu mögen als Rishikesh, aber das Hippiedorf Dharamkot, mitten in den Himalayas, bietet mir nicht nur wegen seiner Lage und den autofreien Wegen mehr.

      Genau wie in Rishikesh gibt es hier viel Spiritualität und offene Herzmenschen. Darüber hinaus quillt der ganze Ort aber auch über von Kursen & Workshops. Und ist grad kein passender dabei, so kommt man bei einem Kaffee sicherlich mit jemandem ins Gespräch, der einem das ein oder andere beibringen kann.

      So lernte ich ein wenig Poi, Djembe Drum, Kundalini Yoga und Osho Meditation. Leider muss ich weiter ziehen, aber ich komme ganz sicher zurück!
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    • Day 272

      Where the Dalai Lama lives

      May 28, 2018 in India

      We didn’t get the chance to see the Dalai Lama in person (which became quite difficult since his popularity has reached incredible dimensions), but he's omnipresent in McLeod Ganj anyway. Photos of him and his sayings, his texts, his books are everywhere, in any shape or size, in his temple, in the countless restaurants, cafés, shops, guesthouses and hotels.

      Most of the people living here are Tibetan refugees who worship their spiritual leader. They benefit from the booming tourism, enjoy the peace and freedom of this place, always smiling. But when they tell their moving stories about their escape from Tibet, we can feel that they miss their country, their home.

      While Silke was finishing her Vipassana, Hauke helped out at a local environmental project, supporting Tibetan women in a paper recycling factory, all handicraft, and definitely a great experience with the cheerful women.

      Otherwise, we recharged our cycling batteries with delicious food, even some Italian, and prepared ourselves for the upcoming weeks. After all, we still had grand plans for the last weeks of our journey...
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    • Day 270

      Vipassana Meditation

      May 26, 2018 in India

      A 10 day Vipassana meditation course is an individual experience for everyone, thus this post is written from Silke’s perspective. Hauke didn’t finish the course anyway because of too much pain from sitting cross-legged, meditation wasn’t possible anymore, so he quit on day 8.

      I had never done something similar before and these ten days were not holiday at all.
      No other activities were allowed, no talking, no phones, no reading, no writing, no music, no exercising, nothing. It was not allowed to walk out of the course boundaries. Men and women are separated during the whole time of the course (the longest time for us since we left for this trip, and the longest time we spent in one place). Basically everything that brings joy was prohibited. Sounds almost like being in jail, right? But as the Vipassana center of Dharamkot is located in the middle of a pine forest it feels not. It’s an absolutely calm and peaceful place, completely fenced off from busy McLeod Ganj, perfect to calm down your mind and learn a meditation technique.

      And what made it even more perfect were the great volunteers and assistant teachers. There was nothing I had to take care of. They prepared the meals, organized a laundry service and made sure that we students could solely focus on the meditation.

      Most of the meditation were group sittings in a large hall and a part of it in our rooms and the ten hours of daily meditation were quite challenging, both physically and mentally.

      Try to sit cross-legged just for one hour with a straight back without moving or stretching any parts of your body and you know what I mean. When I looked at the strong Indian women around me who were sitting there like little Buddhas, like rocks, it felt like ‘this is not fair’, but they’re used to it and us westerners are not. This is the physical aspect.

      Mentally it was demanding too, of course, as learning a meditation technique is hard mental work. Especially during the first days it was really hard for me to calm down all my thoughts. Quite often I found myself in a situation where my mind just kept on wandering away, sometimes for minutes before I realized it. Then I had to remember myself to focus on the meditation again.

      During the first three days, the meditation was all about focussing on the breath, a simple observation of the air flow in the area around the nostrils, nothings else. But it can be so difficult! And so frustrating, if you realize that you can not even control your mind for a minute to do this simple job!

      At the end of the third day, we were taught the actual Vipassana meditation technique, which is about an objective observation of sensations throughout the whole body, simply put. If you can not even focus on your breath, how can you do that, for an hour or longer!? “Work continuously, diligently, persistently, objectively!”, to repeat S.N. Goenka ‘refrain’, or “work hard!”.

      I went through many ups and downs during this course, some sittings felt quite successful, some frustrating and I did not know how I was going to make it to the end of the course. But it is very important, and this is a crucial aspect of this technique, to see the things as they are, without craving, without aversion. It is what it is, some session are good, some are not, it doesn’t matter.

      However, somehow I did get through it, which made me realize that I’m much stronger than I think I am. After the long time in silence it was finally a relief to talk again, to get to know the people I’d been sitting in the hall and sleeping in the same room with for 10 days, to share our experiences. Thus, a long night was followed by an even more intense chatting during last meal the next morning :)

      What I learned as well is that happiness comes from within. I thought I already knew this, but I came to truly and deeply experience this at the course. I realised that despite what was going on at anytime, I could choose to be happy if I wanted to.

      Be happy,
      with much Metta,
      Silke
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    • Day 100

      One Hundred Days (from Dharamsala)

      September 14, 2015 in India โ‹… โ˜€๏ธ 25 ยฐC

      One Hundred Days of being sick, of being well, of being scammed, of being compassionately and selflessly helped, of being lost, and of being not found but slightly less lost. The amorphous Indian culture, constantly displaying and withdrawing into itself, provides flashes of brilliance and instills unequivocal disillusionment in its beholder. For transient moments one catches a hint, a slight trace, of its essense, only later to be led astray by the darker aspects of an, at times, fractious cultural heterogeneity. The Brahman, the Buddhist, the Catholic, and the Moslem meet at the confluence of the Ganges and the unidentifiable Indian spirit that defies geopolitical definition. Then, what is the Indian identity? Perhaps it is that constant and everpresent struggle to be both spiritually and economically virtuous against a myriad cultural backdrop that precludes unanimity of opinion and resists social reform. Or, perhaps the true Indian identity resides in that momentary state of intrigue and unity that precedes the inevitable confusion of values. The future of the nation surely involves religious revivals and secular struggles, but one thing is certain: its human form will continue to be fluid, unparalleled, constantly changing yet anchored in tradition, and purely, undeniably Indian -- whatever that presently signifies.Read more

    • Day 116

      Tushita, Dharamshala [10 Day Retreat]

      September 30, 2015 in India โ‹… โ˜๏ธ 18 ยฐC

      Among the things I have been doing that I never really expected I would do, a 10-day silent meditation retreat is the headliner. Tushita is a world-reknown centre of Buddhist education and has housed some of the most prominent of Buddhist philosophers and laypeople alike. I could ramble on about the logical foundation of the Buddhist's view of the human mind, but I'll spare you all. Never close your mind to learning a new philosophy, it may just be the one that works for you!Read more

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