vairochana

In Boudanath, Nepal he chanced into the Saturday Cafe. Was it Saturn Day? Perhaps. Decent breakfast. Stupa view. Bookstore.

 

A woman sat at a table with her laptop. Typing. A traveller stood in the doorway. Are you writing a book, he asked. Pasang looked up, smiling.

No, I'm beginning a bi-monthly newsletter. Community. 

He sat down. They talked. He offered to help her. Everyone needs help.

 

They became friends and he'd journey over from Bandipur weekly to suggest all manner of ideas: focus, tone, editing, developing resources and so forth. It's a one-woman show.

 

He gave her a copy of his walking meditation prose poem from Lhasa travels. He revised it. She published it. O joy. In June she prepared to publish the first hard copy issue.

Pasang sent her web site URL. It has a great feel. Here it is. Give it a look-see. Share.

www.vairochana.com