At Hemis Gompa...

The chant puts me at ease and the world falls away. There is something about this place and this scene that makes me feel at peace with myself. The monks sing their haunting chants and the younger ones in the order learn their dance for the coming days. I sit and soak it all in. Not wanting for it to stop, and wishing that I could stay for hours to come.
I have prayed more soulfully today than I can remember doing in the past few months. And not out of a need to actually pray, but a need to connect with something bigger and more significant than myself.
This is a very different world, but I am at peace in it. Maybe at this particular moment, more than I am in my own.