Postcards from the edge

Postcards from the edge
Tales of (mis)adventure from abroad

A Sacred Place

A Sacred Place

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The orange-robed monk had asked me to follow him, but I had no idea why or where to. The spontaneous offer turned out to be a half-day trek. His disciple swept the forest floor ahead so that we wouldn’t accidentally step on any living being. He also neatly placed branches in the direction of our path; I understood that this was to help me find my way back. The wonders I discovered on top of this unknown holy mountain cannot be described, they have to be experienced. But this will forever remain my first true sacred place, my first paradise.


There are 2 comments.

  1. comment number 1 by: Martina

    sounds magical… what a remarkable experience!

  2. comment number 2 by: Yannick

    Yes it was, actually much more remarkable then I could ever describe…One thing came to my attention looking at the picture: It is the monk who is holding the broom for the picture, not the disciple (who’s dressed in white).

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