The museum in my town brought these Bhutanese Buddhist monks over to display their culture and art. I went last Thursday night with my parents to watch them perform some traditional dancing and it was very mesmerizing. I really liked the chants that I was hearing so my parents bought me a c.d. of chants done by the Lama of the group. I've been listening to it when I meditate and before going to bed ever since! Ha Ha.
Then, yesterday Lori and I went down there to watch them work on the sand mandala. If you haven't seen one of these things, well, they are stunning pieces of art work. They are intricate designs of various symbols and shapes to depict life and death, birth and rebirth, as well as symbolizing a Buddhist temple in general. Anyway, we sat and watched this young monk work on the mandala for about an hour. It was mesmerizing to watch him work with his fingers, letting the sand gently and slowly sift through his fingers.
It is amazing to watch and if you ever get the chance to see Tibetan or Bhutanese, or Nepalese monks do this you should. It was like a form of meditation just sitting there watching him work on such a beautiful design. It kind of reminds of the trance like state I sometimes go into when working on my paintings.
Speaking of which, I have some more paintings that are now drying that I will show on here soon. Lori and I also ran around to various cafes in town looking for ones that will display some of my artwork and showcase it a bit. I got an appointment with one guy who said they are looking to "freshen up" one of the walls, so I think I have a good chance getting my stuff up there. Hehe, how exciting!
Anyway, I digress. We had a great and relaxing time with the Bhutanese monks, Which was needed because the morning had been a rough start for both of us so we needed some relaxation. Nothing like Buddhism to relax you.
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