His Holiness Karmapa is very busy, we have to show our passport and my friend form Israel is noted on a list.
We wait and everything goes very fast, we go in, a monk puts the satin scarf around our neck and there is Karmapa, he is busy with the blessed red strings. I got one, we did not meet in the eyes, what a pity, but life goes on.
Freitag, 28. Mai 2010
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