Some days leave us breathless. Some leave us sad, joyous, wanting, waiting, needing, the range runs the gamut near and far. Sometimes we simply have nothing left to say, when it’s all been going on and on and words fail to bring proper meaning anymore. When we sail along on steam and inspiration only, a lucid dream of dharmic proportions. After all that we’ve been through these past days I fail now to bring words to paper. It has been so powerful, so different to what I’m used to, so much more than I had prepared myself for, that now when it comes to marking down my feelings I have nothing coherent left to say. Perhaps that’s for the best as I can just allow my photos to take the lead and explain my feelings for me. They speak more gracefully than I ever could. They are vastly more eloquent than I. They speak with loud and victorious tones while remaining gentle at the same time. They speak in a softer shade than I am able. They speak with barren honesty as there’s nothing left to hide behind. I truly hope that they speak to you too, for it is for you that I do this. It is only for the sake of others that I share my heart in this way. They are my work, my life, my devotion, my everything. These photos are my heart. Tonight I will let them speak in that softer shade for me.
Lama Ole Nydahl
