Ladakh Peace... -by kelly klein
April 30, 2013
I spent the last five
hours sitting beside a leather-skinned brown man of 94 years, as he spun his
prayer wheel,
mumbling prayers softly. We do not share a common language orally, but we communicate in silence with gestures and smiles, laughter and touch. He teaches me to pray, to be present. When the cold becomes greater, he gestures for us to move into his room where I start a fire in the old homemade stove. Again, we sit, him now with his prayer beads, me beside him with a cat that now frequents our house in the afternoons.
mumbling prayers softly. We do not share a common language orally, but we communicate in silence with gestures and smiles, laughter and touch. He teaches me to pray, to be present. When the cold becomes greater, he gestures for us to move into his room where I start a fire in the old homemade stove. Again, we sit, him now with his prayer beads, me beside him with a cat that now frequents our house in the afternoons.
She joined “Aba” (father in Ladakhi) and
I on the porch, warming ourselves in the last rays of sunlight and followed us
to his room, snuggling into his bed and the fire’s warmth.
Rigzen arrived to find us
all on his bed, quietly at peace and union. I joined her in the kitchen where
another cup of hot tea is placed in my hands. She somehow communicates to me
that she is going to milk the cow and when she returns, the two of us will go
for a walk. How I understand this is a mystery. It has happened time and time
again, where two share no common language, yet communicate seemingly better at
times, without it. Needless to say, there are times when I eagerly wish to
share my thoughts, feelings, but as I do not have the words in their tongue, it
passes. The need passes.
...home~refuge...this writing of yours brings a depth to 'moments' felt not only of warmth/comfort but also in like a worth belonging to contentment and sharing...peaceful journey!...
ReplyDeleteThanks friend.
DeleteCommunicating without any language, wow you teach us things, you make us question our existance. Thanks for writing this blog.
ReplyDeleteThank you Menina for sharing, for you receptivity, for your encouragement.
DeleteGreat blog
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