Yogin's Quest

May all beings have happiness and its causes. May all beings be spared suffering and its causes. May all beings abide in the state of joy that knows no sorrow. May all beings trascend attachment to friends and aversion to enemies. And live beleiving in the equality of all that lives.

Monday, March 05, 2007


I arrived to Nepal a few weeks ago, and stayed in Katmandu, in the Tahmel area, which is the area gear for tourist, so after I visited some of the old parts of town, such as Durbar square, Paten both show the ancient’s city architecture, mostly wood construction with magnificent carvings, showing the grandeur of this city in centuries past and their influence in Chinese architecture.
I also went to the monkey temple, one of the most revered Buddhist Stupas in Nepal (a Stupas is usually a Buddhist building round most of the times , of different sizes, that contains Buddhist relics, such as Buddha’s teachings, remains, old lamas remains or objects, etc), it is located on top of a hill which is steep enough to make you puff going up, the place was full of pilgrims from all over the world and many Tibetans (locals as well as from Tibet), magnificent views of Katmandu city and valley, and very ancient temples and chapels surrounding the Stupa.
I have said it again I feel so lucky of having this opportunity, of being here learning, seeing and witnessing sooo much, I feel so blessed and thank full.
After a week in Katmandu I move to Boudha, a small Buddhist area for centuries and full of Tibetans that sleeked refuge after the Chinese invasion of their country, it used to be a small town in the outskirts of Katmandu, but now the city has almost devour it.
In this beautiful place the noise, traffic of Katmandu is none existent as it is replaced by the sound of Monks praying, mantras being said and bells and other Tibetan musical instruments, it brought me back to my Dharamsala days as the atmosphere is almost identical full of Buddhist doing pilgrimage or just visiting the area.
Boudha is the site of the Largest Stupa in the world, it has to be seen to be appreciated, is huge and constantly full of people doing Khoras (is walking around clockwise in the base of the Stupa), what a sight, at times there most be a couple of thousand people walking around it while saying their mantras, so the energy is incredible and the Buddhists spirituality and faith just unbelievable.
Since my arrival here I attached myself to the Gelug Monastery (my Tibetan Buddhist lineage), I met the Abbot a very old and wise Lama which to my surprise had been in Mexico city teaching Buddhism in one of the centers there, also I met Dawa-la a very nice monk that has as one of his jobs to do the administration of the monastery for a while, we became very good friends and I listen to his teachings and talks very attentively as we hit it on great from day one, I also attend the Morning pujas very early in the morning for a couple of hours, so I am done with this practice by 7.30am, then breakfast YESSSSSSSSS coffee, and then Khoras around the Stupa for a while.
One day I go the crazy idea and commitment to do 8 hours non stop Khoras, so to the delight of my feet I started and I was able to finished the 8 hours non stop and I got 1 black toe nail and 3 blisters LOL, but I did not bad when I finished I did 105 Khoras (walk around the Stupa), and 14,400 mantras so I went home limping but happy of this achievement, eventually I lost 2 toe nails and was a bit sore for a few days.
Also while in Boudha I was witness of a very rare opportunity, as one of the higher lamas of the Sakya tradition passed away, and his body was brought to Boudha to be visited in the Sakya temple for several days till his cremation on March the 3rd, by the way it is very much appropriate to mentioned here that the bodies of enlightened beings like this one, have a very special qualities, one of them is that they don’t decay so they remain for many days as if they were a sleep after dying, so while the body was on the temple , it was visited by thousands of people, I was there several times as you get many blessings while viewing such an enlightened being.
When his body was brought, there were thousands of people, and monks from all four lineages (Sakya, Kagyu, Gelug, Nyigma ), there was a great feeling being present, it was very emotional, but not emotional sad, it was more like an honor to be present witnessing such a ritual.
Once again, I am so lucky that I have witness so, so many wonderful things in this trip, that I have been sometimes overwhelmed, such an honor and a learning experience, for an incipient Buddhist like me, so many blessings.
While in Katmandu , I visited the valley which contains many small towns and villages with distinctive Nepali architecture and Buddhist monasteries amongst the Nepali fields of growing crops and their terraces, creating a very appealing countryside to visit and explore, there are also some special places for Buddhist such as caves that were used by the great Lamas of the past such as Nagarjunas Cave and Guru Rinpoche cave, Namo Buddha.
As most things have to come to and end, after two months here my stay in Nepal is finished, very happy and satisfied with my achievements I must go now to Thailand and continued my trip and its goals.
At the moment I have taken around 6000 pictures in this trip and most of you have told me that you like the pictures I am this time posting more pics than text, so once again here is an example of the Nepal pics, enjoy.


View of an old square, Kathmandu Valley Patan square building near Katmandu

Anotheer example of the old architecture

A tipical street of old Katmandu

One of the local industries black pottery

A tipical view of a terraced house, Katmandu valley

Mount Everest almost in the middle of the picture

Mount Everest range
You can see the amount of people during the arrival of the body

Before the body arrived
Arrival of the body of a Sakya lama saint
A closer view of the body sitting inside of the urn
The way thebody was received with music and a multitude
Another aspect of the people attendance to the arrival

My dear friend Gelugpa Lama Dawa-la, cooking pasta for us

A Gelugpa homage to HH the Dalai Lama, during Losar (Tibetan new year)

Waiting for the Sakya Lama body to arrive
The procession of the body to the temple
6am at the Gelugpa Monastery doing our daily practice, see how young some of the monks are??
My favourite store, where I used to buy Yak cheese
A Local sadhu
Flying horse in Nepal
The Gelugpa monastery temple in a quiet morning
The largest stupa in the world in Bodha
Old Tibetans doing circumambulations (Khoras)around the stupa
An old Anila (nun)always praying by the stupa

Nagarjuna's cave

Tuesday, January 30, 2007


India is a very diverse country, the terrain, the people, the languages, their customs, is like visiting many countries in one, so you can experience so many different things just by changing areas in India, my intention here is not to give you a detailed tour/account of each city and place that we visited, but highlights of the human aspect or things that impressed us.
In the past never had the opportunity to visit Rajistan, which is located in the eastern quadrant of the country, and in view that Karethe’s first visit to India and my last five months of intense Buddhist practice and studies India, it was appropriate to take a break and do some touring around.
So we decide it to go to Sarnath for HH the Dalai Lama teachings, then remain in Varanasi and start our holidays there, what can be said of Varanasi, is a holly, crazy city that has to be seen to be believed and appreciated it, we had a great time visiting all the gaths, temples, holly places and of course the Ganga, ahhhhhhh Mata Ganga, to be in this river at morning before sunrise and before sunset is an unbelievable experience, the colors the People, the temples, the history, the sadhus all illuminated with different lights as the sun rises or declines, is overwhelming and a reminder of why all the tribes in the past all over the world worshiped the sun.
People live and die by the Ganga as it is the most sacred river in India an very auspicious to die here and to be cremated here, walked everywhere and took, tuk tuks and bike rickshaws, we did it all and as usual were impressed by the people, most of them have nothing or less that nothing and they never give up, hope, living day by day they keep on living and doing their spiritual practices, a way of life forgotten or ignored in the west, in my opinion we should have a look at how this people survive and how thank full they are for what they had, perhaps or world would be more compassionate and appreciative, rather than taking all for granted, and constantly complaining (no I am not generalizing here), there is people like these in the west, but so few, so we continue to destroy our world and our health pursuing happiness, not realizing that happiness is within our reach, as it is internal not external, all we need is to change just a bit at a time, getting more compassionate and putting always others ahead of self and you will see the change.
We visited Agra and the Taj Mahal, the biggest monument inspired by real love in the world as well as other cities like Jaipur, Udaipur, Pushkar, Jaihlsamer, Bikaner, etc., we even did a desert Safari in camel back, we saw from the idiotic to the sublime, temples, forts, mansions, ruins etc., but wherever we went, the contact with the local people struggling in their daily lives to survive was the most important, cherished and remembered experience of these five weeks.
As they say, a picture is worth a 1000 words and not wanting you to be bored with my poor grammar and recontouring abilities, here are some pictures that will describe Rajistan better that I could do, enjoy. Once again I want to mention that I am very thankful to many beings, for being so blessed in having the opportunity to be here and experience and learn so much, from all these places , cultures and people.

We met so many local people, they adopted us into their families, gave us presents and their love, without expecting anything in return, hey are the ones that made our trip and unforgetable experience

Taj Mahal 6 am

A Sadhu

Ahhhhhh Pushkar

Desert people and their house

Desert lady in her house

Our camel safari

Timeless sands in the desert

Midnight time at the oasis (actually is 6am at the desert)

Desert prople dances (notice the cobra in the box in the right hand side)

Desert folklor colorful and different

The blue city

Pushkar old man

Varanasi, Ganga river early am
Ganga river daily wash and swim

Another daily swim

Night ceremony at the Ganga river

Interdenominational morning ceremony at the Ganga

Thursday, January 18, 2007


(sorry for the delay of 5 weeks in updating my Blogg, but I have been traveling in Rajistan, with Karethe)

One of the main Buddhist teachings is impermanence, it teaches us that weather we like it or not, all things good and bad most end and that we most be ready to accept it.
Well my time in Dharamsala has come to an end, I was lucky enough to be able to be here thanks to the kindness of my teachers as well as many other people in my life.
I have received many teachings and make many friends, also I have re-evaluated my life many times over, change my ways and prepare my future steps in serving people.
I leave behind not only teachers and friends but sentient beings that were my family during my five months here, they helped me and teach me many lessons, for which I thank you all from the bottom of my heart, thank you for being there for me, I am leaving behind friends and teachers, to continue my quest in Nepal and Thailand.
I will go now to HH teachings in Sarnath, and then to travel to Rajistan with Karethe, for five weeks, I want to dedicate this entry in my Blogg to all the beings that were my family here and that I love dearly, the pictures here really don’t do justice to their kindness and love for me, my teachers HH the Dalai Lama, HH Kalka Jetsun Dampa, Geshe Sonam, Geshe Monlam Sangpo, Anila Sonam, Anila Norsom my monk friends, that so graciously allowed me to practice daily with them even that I am not such a good practitioner, and all the other Buddhist and non Buddhist friends that shared the monsoon and the winter with me, I will never forget you, nor be able to repay your kindness and I hope to see all of you someday somewhere, may you find all the happiness that you deserve.

HH the Dalai Lama (my beloved teacher)

HH Kalka JetsunDhampa (my Chod teacher)

Geshe Sonam Rinchen (with sunglasses, my Tibetan Philosophy teacher)

Mongolian monk and Tenzin-la

Monks that did daily practices with me

Paijman's family from holland and Nestor

Joelle from Switzerland

My Basque friends

Anila Norsom (my Tibetan language teacher)

Jeffrey and Chris (my Trekking companions)

Anila Sonam (right), and HH the Dalai Lama's Oracle

Geshe Monlam Sangpo (my Tibetan Philosophy teacher)