Wesley and I started our day hearing morning prayers with the monks. not a bad way to start your day. The monk's chants are bone chilling and spiritually moving. If you can, you really should experience the sound of chanting Tibetan Monks in person once in your lifetime.
Wesley received the blessings of the monk and the director of the tour and she humbly thanked them for the opportunity to be there. I was a very proud mom. My daughter handled herself with such professionalism and humility and she is an absolute pro, just like her daddy taught her!
Monks in the 21st century, taking credit cards and everything. The handicrafts they sell will support the monastery. Wesley and I both bought some prayer beads and they were blessed by the monks. I will always treasure this day, you don't get many chances like this.
I saw the monk on the computer invite Wesley to come out on the back patio and have lunch with them. I waited to see how my shy, quiet girl would handle this, and she actually jumped at the chance. After about thirty minutes I went looking for her and she was still outside engaged in conversation with monks from Tibet eating rice and curry! What?! There was a time when she would not even eat at the table with people she didn't know, much less talk to them.
She has come a long way, my baby's all grown up.... sigh.
Seriously, if you can get to the morning prayers at the gallery, or come by to visit with the monks, you won't regret it. There will be a deconstruction ceremony on Sunday, the monks will sweep the sand up in small bags and carry it across the street to the Haw River and the mandala will be no more.
Such kind and gentle souls, I feel so blessed to have had this opportunity.