Himalayan Stories – Light plays

The play of the sun rising over the horizon, painting the sky in a myriad of shades and colours remind me of you…..

Himalayan Stories – Kala Bhairawa

I remember the story, told to me by a priest in the mid Eighties. The story is of Kala Bhairawa, the god that is said to assist the righteous and destroy evil. The Legend tells that in olden days people having a fight were brought in front of the Idol and were told to speak the truth. Their fears of this gods wrath was so big that they were scared to utter a single lie. So legend has it that this place became sacred, a place of worship and holy ground. Even today people flock here to pay homage to this magnificent god that tolerates nothing but the truth.

Returning to the Himalayas next month I curious if this magnificent god withstood the wrath of the earth. Looking forward to meet friends, visit places and assist with what ever help I can offer. Himalaya – more than 30 years ago I was invited to your lands, so I could learn humility, listen to stories, hear your tales tales and encounter places, so beautiful that one could not stop tears running down your cheeks.

Himalayan morning

The sun rises gentle in the east, painting the sky and the hills with myriads of shades and colours.

Let me be like this morning, gentle and calm

Let me be like this sunrise, bathing everything in gentle light

Let me be like this morning sun, warm and caring

Let there be no judgement in my heart and mind

Let there be no vice troubling my soul

Let me welcome you, like the sun over the eastern horizon

bathing you in colourful light, let me touch you like the morning breeze

gentle and soft, not asking, just giving

Let there be just joy and silent understanding

so the morning breeze may gently play between our souls


The lady and the mighty mountains

The lady and the mighty mountains

This is a very old Slide from around 1986 when I was working in Nepal in a road project. In cooperation with the Swiss, the road was built with a cold tar process, not using any wood and other resources to heat the bitumen. Like this we were able to minimise the environmental impact. Besides building the road, we established numerous tree nurseries to replant the area with various trees for farm fodder and landslide protection. For me, Nepal was the first big assignment, being responsible for 150 people in an environment I loved from the first minute, but honestly had no idea about. Looking back it was a wonderful and also a crazy time. We planted trees barefoot on steep slopes, sharing beedies (a local cigarette made from tree leaves) and dal bhat (typical Nepali meal). In the rainy season leeches were a big problem and because of the humidity, once did not even feel them till they were big and fat. Pulling them off just made the blood run forever and often I looked like a butcher, rather than a forest guy. All in all very fond memories!

The Bodnath Stupa in Nepal

The Bodnath Stupa in Nepal

Bodnath is one of the really nice and peaceful places in the Kathmandu Valley. Especially around sunset hundreds of people flock onto the street around the Stupa to make their prayer rounds around the majestic Stupa. People from all walks of life begin a small pilgrimage to the self. Some of them alone,, some chatting with friends, but all in a deep sense of peace and harmony, creating a special atmosphere of peace and calm.

Shaman priest in Nepal

Shaman priest in Nepal

old lady Nepal

old lady Nepal