Spiritual

Asia is not all Buddhist: Buddha Park, Vientiane, Laos

Buddah ParkThis is not the Buddha. The complexity of religious imagery in Southeast Asia is staggering to the Western mind. As we meandered the region at twelve miles per hour on our tandem bicycle, we saw so many depictions of religious beings that we will be years sorting them all out, if we ever manage the task.

Our idea before traveling there by muscle power, was that various forms of Buddhism was the dominant spiritual force. We spent twelve days in Bangkok in 2000, after our tandem tour around Australia, visiting temples, and missed the complexity of spiritual life in Southeast Asia. In Bangkok, Buddhist is the dominant religion, and the other forms were decidedly muted by the fantastic representations of the Buddha. Outside of the large centers, religious symbolism  is much more complex matter.

The photo above is one of many very large stone statues at Buddha Park a dozen or so kilometers outside of Vientiane, Laos. In the middle of a long hot day on a dirt road, we spent an hour or more wandering this fantastic few acres near the Mekong river. Although called Buddha Park, it contained representations of numerous spiritual beings, figures in a complex mythology of Asian historic spiritual practice.

I post this because Claire is now finishing up her first magazine article, illustrated with both our photos from this tandem trip, The Many Faces of Buddha. We will announce when the article ,and post a link to the magazine’s site.

If anyone has any interest in the complexity of Southeast Asian spirituality, and wishes to share experiences or knowledge about it, we’d love to hear from you. Post a comment below.

There will be more photos in later articles.

Life is not the number of breaths you take…

Breathless in Tibet

Breathless in Tibet

Facebook friend, Sara, an athlete from the Pacific Northwest, posted a great quote today that took me back a few months when we were climbing the seemingly endless mountains of Tibetan Sichuan. She didn’t credit the source, but maybe someone else knows,

Life is measured best not by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away…

Tibet took our breath away in more than one way. We were not over 13,000 feet in elevation when I took this photo of Claire, it was early in the day, early in the climb. We saw this skull beside the road and decided to take a break. We took several pictures with each of us, and Lucky our stuffed panda, replaced the skull and got back to the business of making circles with our legs, circles with our wheels, writing another day on the map of our days.

Our ostensive purpose for this journey across Tibetan China and SE Asia was to search for the real and mythical Shngri-la. But of course we were looking for much more; more breaths, more encounters that would take our breath away, with simple happiness, pleasure at living.

Take note of the moments in your day that make you notice your breathing, such a miracle, and the times that take your breath away. Live in thankfulness.