Let us prepare ourselves. The sun is rising over the Himalayas, yak bells tinkle as the big beasts amble past, the ancients sitting on benches in the morning sun watch us with wry, twinkly, knowing eyes, cautioning us to calm our haste and centre our hearts for our very first visit to Nepal.
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Brian Miller and buddy in Nepal
Waking up in a new place – the light is
different as it filters through the window drawing squares on the concrete.
Maybe it is softer. Maybe it is brighter. Maybe this is the illusion of the
hopes we have for where we find ourselves. And perhaps we just have not been
there long enough for the shadows to gain enough mass for you to notice.
Nepal chose me – I was just willing.

