What am I doing here?

It’s been a strange few days. On arriving in Dharmsala I found a house rather isolated from society. It’s a bloody long, tough walk up a rocky hill to get to my place. It's nice and quiet despite the lady of the house having the shrillest and most prolific voice known to the Hindi world community.

Walking around this place just seems to be one cruel Karmic reminder of the pitfalls of promiscuity. My women problems are tedious, depressing and annoyingly varied. The ones I really like don’t want me (and occasionally walk around town with some other guy) and the ones I don’t like keep pouncing on me and demanding I spend a few hours discussing personal problems. And everyone else? Best I leave them alone.

Yes, all my women are in one place. Here. Fuck this.

The other day I did the first day of a three day reiki course. It wasn’t something I particularly chose to do but a sweet old Indian guy invited me onto it as I was struggling my way home. He told me he was a reiki master and he was helping a rookie reiki master to teach his first course. I thought it would be a nice way to avoid my various emotional problems and the general nonsense of this place.

The reiki itself was nice, involving three sessions (one for each master) of me sitting in a chair, eyes closed and in the namaste position (hands together, held to chest) while they do various things to open your “life force energy channel”. It generally involved light touching of various parts of the body, blowing and stimulating of the energy in the hands. It’s all about love and healing and the power of the body, mind and soul.

It was intense. I really lost myself in this powerful meditation and I appreciated the experience. I didn’t complete the course because, well, the group of people I was with really irritated me. The other four were Israeli, seemed to know each other and had no interest in involving me in anything. As it was an intense experience, it was something that needed discussion. I can’t speak Hebrew. Nuff said.

Anyway. I have a Vipassana meditation booked for mid-June. I will be sitting silently for ten days with no guitar, no paper, and no contact with humanity. Should be nice.

Right, I’m gonna go continue to avoid these women and go abandon my ego or something.