I have a bit of a routine now. I get up earlier than i ever imagined a person should and i am wide awake. I make a cup of tea and i come back up my lovely spiral staircase and i metabolize my experience of the previous day. When the whole day is over i climb into my bed and write this blog.exhausted.
Today Kunchok and i prepped a huge variety of vegetables. gorgeous vegetables. In this house we marvel about them. Its all about the food. Every single thing that is bought has to be washed and then soaked with grape seed extract. Then we cut and chop and grate and slice and store. For lunch the main attraction is a gigantic green salad. Spinach and Kurdae are the base and then a ton of things go into it. Yesterday i learned how to sprout beans. today i made a beet bleed. I ask Kunchok how to say vegetable names in tibet and he tells me the name in india too. Sometimes he says they are the same. "same same". I like adopting a way of communicating with him. A mix of body language, words im learning and english.
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Tomorrow morning i am going with Mr Shak to the market to get fresh flowers and then i am helping to make about 25 arrangements. Fresh flowers go everywhere. The women arrive at two and its my job to meet them and get them into the right rooms with all their luggage. After which i get lunch ready and served and we have a welcome circle. Then we are grouping up and having a caravan tour in rickshaws all around Koregeon park. Then we are taking them out to eat for dinner. It seems like an impossible amount of things to do before all that happens. Deborah and Frances are the facilitators of this whole retreat and today i had to come out of the kitchen and intervene when i heard a 30 minute conversation on how to phrase one simple piece of information. Tomorrow it will all land. I can feel it.
Poor Kunchok cut his leg the day before he arrived in Pune and he got an infection. Today it really seems like something serious. he has been going to the doctor and is on antibiotics but today he seemed much worse. He is the sweetest guy on the planet. He is so conscious and he notices so many of the little things. I appreciate having a comrade and i hope his legs gets better and he can keep working. there is concern that he might not be up for the work load. Today he played some modern Tibetan music for me and he wanted me to share my music with him. He talks so very softly and his english is very hard to understand. but i can understand him really well. thats the witchy magic i think.
I made my first purchase today when we went out to pick up some more things that we need. We stopped at the tailor and i saw an awesome pair of pants that i needed to have. I paid 400 rupees. a bargain. Im going to wear them tomorrow.
thats all. i am actually nodding off as i write.
Today Kunchok and i prepped a huge variety of vegetables. gorgeous vegetables. In this house we marvel about them. Its all about the food. Every single thing that is bought has to be washed and then soaked with grape seed extract. Then we cut and chop and grate and slice and store. For lunch the main attraction is a gigantic green salad. Spinach and Kurdae are the base and then a ton of things go into it. Yesterday i learned how to sprout beans. today i made a beet bleed. I ask Kunchok how to say vegetable names in tibet and he tells me the name in india too. Sometimes he says they are the same. "same same". I like adopting a way of communicating with him. A mix of body language, words im learning and english.
Tomorrow morning i am going with Mr Shak to the market to get fresh flowers and then i am helping to make about 25 arrangements. Fresh flowers go everywhere. The women arrive at two and its my job to meet them and get them into the right rooms with all their luggage. After which i get lunch ready and served and we have a welcome circle. Then we are grouping up and having a caravan tour in rickshaws all around Koregeon park. Then we are taking them out to eat for dinner. It seems like an impossible amount of things to do before all that happens. Deborah and Frances are the facilitators of this whole retreat and today i had to come out of the kitchen and intervene when i heard a 30 minute conversation on how to phrase one simple piece of information. Tomorrow it will all land. I can feel it.
Poor Kunchok cut his leg the day before he arrived in Pune and he got an infection. Today it really seems like something serious. he has been going to the doctor and is on antibiotics but today he seemed much worse. He is the sweetest guy on the planet. He is so conscious and he notices so many of the little things. I appreciate having a comrade and i hope his legs gets better and he can keep working. there is concern that he might not be up for the work load. Today he played some modern Tibetan music for me and he wanted me to share my music with him. He talks so very softly and his english is very hard to understand. but i can understand him really well. thats the witchy magic i think.
I made my first purchase today when we went out to pick up some more things that we need. We stopped at the tailor and i saw an awesome pair of pants that i needed to have. I paid 400 rupees. a bargain. Im going to wear them tomorrow.
thats all. i am actually nodding off as i write.
I hope Kunchok's leg heals soon. He sounds very sweet.
ReplyDeleteBe sure to share a picture of your pants!