Just an Average SKIRT

So much we have already experienced.  The food, the people, other towns, hiking, teaching, shopping - all main attractions.  Now I feel that I am settling into the details.  Noticing the results of torture within some of the folks.  There is this one guy I keep seeing whose feet are literally on sideways.  I wonder if they broke his ankles and that is just the way they healed because he couldn’t walk.  I’ve actually seen a few people like that.

Louise and I started teaching yesterday.  We have 5 women in our class,we estimate their age at around 20.  They are beautiful, eager, very grateful and light hearted.  How I wonder?  How did they get here?

We have heard a few stories already.  One of our girls had an uncle living in Nepal.  She got permission from the Chinese government to visit him and then she took off once arriving in Nepal.  She walked to Dharamsala.Today we are going to ask our girls why they are taking massage class.  Jack said that their class is mostly taking this to work on family members.  With there being no hospital nearby this is the next best thing for healing.  That concept overwhelms me.  In lieu, of medical care they will turn to massage for health.  I have a skill to share that will change their lives and that concept overwhelms me.

Yesterday morning we met the advanced students.  As I shook their hands I looked into their eyes and saw nothing but happiness.  How?  They have nothing and to American standards this would mean utter despair.  I left Lha and stood on the steps outside.  With the school children in my view I took a deep breath and digested our true purpose to make a difference. I have always believed that if I stay on my path the story of my life would unfold just as it should.  If I trusted the moments of unhappiness and struggle, embraced the times of prosperity and wealth that I would end up exactly where I should.  For today, that is Dharamsala.

We are heading to the Tibetan Childrens Village at 9am, just hoping my camera charges up.  Many photos to be taken today, many memories to be captured.

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