Hope, Regrets, Pain, Joy,
Past and Future
It seems wherever I have travelled to temples, shrines, synagogues, churches, caves, cathedrals, the search and teachings are pretty much universal.
Humility, Hope, Grace, Acceptance, Community.
And today was another privilege and expansion of experience
As Manal and Bolormaa invited us to join them on their
annual New Year visit to The Temple.
Fascinating to learn how the temples survived the soviet era, or of course, in many cases did not, and were resurrected subsequently.
The detail in the curtain
The skill in the carvings
The colours against the backdrop
The sense of symmetry
The deceptive sense of solitude
Undone as we walked through the curtain
to a world of noise, prayer, movement, colour,
and at the same time strange solitude
as everyone was
focussed inwards
Sensory overload would be one way of describing this morning.
Awe, Voyeuristic, Intrusive, Communal, Humbled
are all words or rather feelings that came to me
as I joined in the procession sometimes on my own,
sometimes alongside a fellow traveller,
of the spiritual or literal kind.
I will leave some images here,
perhaps through them, simple as they are,
you too could join me on this privileged journey.
And just to remind me of the strangeness of our ‘New World’
These photos
Walking up to the temple, a Mercedes Benz pulled up;
and an elegant man got out, put his monk robes on and walked up
and into the temple.
And the privilege of this morning did not end there.
We did not go with the family to the Shaman – it was an overnight trip.
But we were shown their visit,
for anyone interested.
A glimpse into the Mongolian world.
The Sharman and his home
Supplication
Mongolian gold, faith, hopes and life
and that was just the morning!!!
The afternoon visits are a whole story in themselves.
Watch this space……
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