Hello Fam and Pals!
I made it to Nepal, life here is quite nice...
I’m sitting on the roof of my home in Ekantakuna writing out this email by candlelight on beautiful handmade Nepali paper while I sip on Nepali Milk tea. It’s 3AM and I’m so excited about my second full day that I can’t sleep.
In two hours time I will be navigating my way through the dusty dark streets filled with people preparing their shops for the day ahead. I will press my hands together and say a few “namastes” (hello in Nepali) as I head to meet my new friend Kamala for a 2-3 hour yoga/meditation session with the people of renowned disciple Ram Dem.
Yesterday, surrounded by hundreds of Nepalese I struggled to follow along as they spoke a language so utterly different from my own. Then as the sun inched higher the color of my skin elicited the instructors to come over and kindly translate and give me some special instruction. Between each breathing session everyone stands up and does a silly dance… Kamala grabbed my hands smiling and we skipped around in circles like school girls. I felt myself letting go of my inhibitions. That is when I met my new Nepali friend and when I came to the realization that I was in love with this country.
Like any developing nation trash consumes the streets, diesel fumes make it almost impossible to breath, and there are beggars, frail and hungry, who never fail to form an unshakable knot in your stomach as they grasp their small children covered in filth.
It’s such an oxymoron to be surrounded by such poverty and to then look up and be consumed by the breath-taking beauty of Mt. Everest… my work begins on Monday… until then…
Lots of love,
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