China Diary, Day 07

DAY 07 GATHERING DAY

  

300 people together.  A vortex of energy. Amazing feeling to be a part of something good in this world.

Practise and celebrations, until the night.

China Diary, Day 05

DAY 05 ONE THOUSAND BUDDHAS

 

Training inside, room full of miasmas. Under the hill, no view; only this deep fog all around me.

I put a prayer on a tree, and I ran until the golden Buddha.

I found this calligraphy for you, in this part of the city where the time is suspended.  

Last training day tomorrow. 

China Diary, Day 03

DAY 03 TRAINING

  

 

The air is heavy; the pollution is sticked on my skin. 

First circle, we’re surrounded by an army of students singing and running.

 

 

Chinese smiles everywhere. Another world. Half alien, half rock star.   

China Diary, Day 01

Beijing. Commuting city.

Sidewalks soaking with human sea, endless tyres ballet, masks, crazy shoes, spits. Beijing grey lid absorbs everything.

Discipline in the middle of chaos, organised traffic jam, Beijing drowns itself in slow motion in its thick fog, piling up conditioned live sliding silently in the mist.    

  

And the time stops in this Temple. So many prayers in this place. Old stones and incenses.

We’re finally there.

Miscellaneous, Doodles

Scotland, Photography