The Sacred Heart on a Hilltop

Christ the Redeemer statue in Brazil, is so huge and tall; a famous symbol of faith among Christians in that part of the world and is also known to most Christians worldwide as a pilgrimage destination worth visiting.

That's a thousand miles away from the Philippines, my home country and home to millions of the Catholic faithful. I may not be able to visit Brazil and see the famous statue, but in my hometown, we have a similar figure known as the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

The uphill road to the summit may be rough, but it offers a breathtaking panoramic view of Roxas City in the Western Visayas region. On the top of the mountain is the 132 ft statue of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, constructed at the beginning of the decade in 2010 and finished in 2015.

Since then, the statue visible on the lowland highway of the newly constructed business district has become a famous pilgrimage site and is considered the tallest statue of Christ in the Philippines.

I haven't been to the summit to see the statue for quite a long time since it was opened to the public, and we just glimpse it from afar whenever we pass by the vicinity. But in my heart, I would love to see it closer and appreciate the holiness of the place on top of the mountain.

At last! I was able to see it at the beginning of the decade 2020 in January, and for the second time, I was able to bring my parents back to the Sacred Heart of Jesus statue in February. That was a soulful journey on the summit and the best way to celebrate the month of love.

The physical structure of the statue symbolizes our most profound faith in the Christ who watches over us and protects us. When we feel abandoned and uncared for, one powerful Divine is a being who embraces and loves us for who we are.

The Sacred Heart of Jesus reminds us of the holiness of our hearts no matter how unlawful and wicked we may have become. We are born to be good in nature, and our own sacred heart is our guide to touch the lives of others as inspired by the Sacred Heart of Jesus; the way, the truth, and the life. 

© 2020 Del Cusay

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When September Ends: Timeless Memories

Here comes September: the beginning of the Merriest season in the Philippines. The start of the Autumn season or Fall in the West. The beginning of many beautiful things and the end of not-so-glorious days.

So many memorable events happened this month. Another year added to my life: the beginning of an extraordinary life cycle.    Birthday Special: Love and Gratitude are about blessings received and wishes that came true and now making things work out of the blue.

What makes September special is the Birthday of the Mother of Christ. It was on September 8 when the universe conspired for what my heart desired. I prayed to our Divine Mother, so I made this day special. She listens and prays for us all.   Heart's Desire: An Answered Prayer is a testimony of the intercession of the Holy Mother, the Blessed Mary. This day will forever be memorable and to be celebrated.

Before September ends, we have  Birthday Special: Celebrating our Mother's 66th Birthday on the 24th. A simple family gathering over dinner made it unique and meaningful.

What made this September memorable was the soulful conversation with Reverend Father Jeffrey Estrella while having lunch at the beachfront restaurant on September 17. He is the Parish Priest of the Our Lady of Perpetual Help Lomboy Parish. 

We also had a family weekend getaway at the beach with my grandfather on Sunday, September 22nd. That was like extended summer fun. The waves on the shore are so calming, and the sea view on the hilltop is breathtaking.

On the road to the summit, we visited our favorite place, Bato Arobo, on September 23rd. The natural scenery of the mountains is pure bliss. This is where we spend time with natural wonders while taking deep breaths, meditating, and enjoying serenity. 

When September ends, my heart will be filled with love because I have the best people in my life who protect, care for, and support me in whatever I do and to whoever I may become. September will always be memorable, and its joy is so meaningful.

© 2019 Del Cusay

Road to Summit: Unloading Our Emotional Baggages

There are times when we feel stuck at some point in our lives. There's heaviness in our hearts causing us to slow down or to quit, to end the game and breathe out the pain.

That heaviness on our being may result from past traumas, anxieties, guilt, and toxicities from people and the environment. We call it "emotional baggage," which is unwanted and causes us to pay the price.

Like in our travels, we never wanted to pay for excess baggage at the airport counter, which costs us more. It gives us inconvenience and stress and a bad experience. I remember sometime in 2014 when I was at Kathmandu Airport in Nepal going back to New Delhi in India, when the airport counter lady charged me more for my excess baggage. Without much cash in my wallet, I left to withdraw from the ATM for a while. From that moment, I was uneasy, but luckily I could get my money to pay for the price of my excess baggage, and I felt so bad.

From that horrible experience, I can relate it to the present reality of carrying for more and paying the price. Our lower emotions like anger, jealousy, pride, and rage take away the peace in our hearts. That heaviness from the inside prevents us from moving fast forward since we are distracted by so many rumbling thoughts and the roller coaster of emotions.

One of the reasons we are stuck is because of the attachments we have to someone or something from somewhere. Or it could be the other way around when someone is so attached to us that we suddenly become mentally connected.

When this excess emotional baggage affects our well-being, there's a way to escape before we become totally stuck. When we recall in detail what went wrong, we start to be directed by a compass, the right direction towards the desired destination.

When we decide to escape from the trouble, we start to experience emotional freedom as we travel on the road to Summit. From there, we take a deep breath, relive the present moment, and capture what is pleasant and peaceful. Suddenly without us knowing, we unload the heaviness of emotions that caused us pain and sorrow. That is good for our mental health and overall well-being. 

At the Summit, we breathe out what is unwanted, which doesn't contribute much value to our being. And then, when we feel the lightness, we are ready to take on the next adventure on our road to forever. We are prepared to love again, for this is the right thing to do, and we have made the right choice. To live and laugh again, to love and be whole again.

© 2019 Del Cusay

Reliving the Memories on The Road to Bato Arobo

It's been more than a decade since I reached the mountaintop of Bato Arobo. A place that brings pleasant memories of my childhood days. Back then, we used to hike for more than an hour just to reach if coming from Sitio Lomboy in Linambasan, province of Capiz; the landmark being the present-day Our Lady of Perpetual Help Parish. 

I have great  Memories of Mount Bato Arobo with my family, and I am eager to see them after a long time. A day after May 13, 2019, midterm election, we decided to have an adventure ride to see the ongoing road construction development from the Parish to the road to Bato Arobo. This is a momentous moment to be back and see the mountain ranges from afar, to breathe in fresher air, and to relive the old days.

The road to Bato Arobo is like a roller coaster ride; there are ups and downs and fantastic scenery ahead with tall Coconut palms and greeneries. The less than 2-hour hike can now be reached by a vehicle in less than 15 minutes.

Two months after, on July 24, a day before the 89th birthday of my Grandfather, we decided to bring him to revisit the Road to Bato Arobo when the roadside development was nearing its completion. Due to the hilly slope on both sides of the road, there is a need for a concrete hillside cover to protect from untoward soil erosion; the same thing we can see on the hilly streets of Baguio City.

Along the Road to Bato Arobo are farmlands planted with rice and coconuts, which makes the surroundings calm and pleasant. There are few houses on the way, and it is even a distance apart on the foothills of the mountain. In a few years, perhaps over the next decade, more houses will be built, considering the accessibility of the road to the town center.

What makes it beautiful is the natural landscape of the mountains, with occasional fog when it rains and when the temperature drops. Bato Arobo has a higher elevation that makes it cool and windy, which is perfect for unwinding over a cup of coffee and tea or a bowl of hot noodles or batchoy.

                       The video above; click the arrow to view

Nature has a healing wonder on our soul, and the Bato Arobo mountain view dramatically appeals to the senses. This is similar to soul searching in the Highlands of Tagaytay and Baguio. Though the place is on its way to development, it is still pristine and naturally beautiful.

Bato Arobo will always have a place in my heart since I conquered its summit when it was just a trail, and now that we embrace its development, there will be no barriers to reaching the mountaintop and reliving its scenic mountain view. Bato Arobo is a natural wonder of all time and also a natural heritage in our time. We preserve, protect, and recollect memories that will last a lifetime. 

© 2019 Del Cusay

Lent 2019: The Road to Forever in Jamindan

Some roads we're taking may be rough, but our courage and determination will take us to our destination, no matter how challenging.

In my hometown in Jamindan, we are leaving away from our painful memories. The struggles we fought and the battles we've won. We've found the newest place to refresh our minds and body and uplift our spirit— our soulful desire.

As we embrace development, we have finally closed the loop and become connected by covering the roughness and enjoying a smooth ride to the road to forever— a place like no other. 

This national highway from the town of Jamindan, Capiz connecting to the town of Altavas in Aklan, offers the latest destination among lovers, a group of friends, bicycle riders, and families as they take this journey to their destination and capture pleasant memories in this place they may call as paradise.

Located in Barangay Lucero in the town of Jamindan, this road with a higher elevation offers a breathtaking view of the mountains while enjoying a misty and cool wind during the rainy season and being captivated by the clear blue skies and beautiful sunset during summertime.

 As we go for an adventure, the road to the summit may now be refined, but what makes us feel good is when we reach the highest peak, have a short break, take a deep breath, heal our broken hearts, and leave all our worries behind. 

On this Lenten season, the road to forever may be a good place to unwind, feel relaxed, meditate, and be connected to the Divine. A peaceful sanctuary to relive our sense of purpose and fulfill our dreams and desires.

The road to forever in Jamindan is a destination for everyone who wants to express happiness and those who may be lost, wounded, or broken. 

And so when the time comes that we have regained our strength, then we can collect each piece, our incompleteness, and become whole and renewed again. 

© 2019 Del Cusay

Lent 2019: Memories of Mount Bato-Arobo

I was born in an upland municipality that is blessed with natural resources and biodiversity that is away from the city; a mountainous town that is abundant in natural sceneries, lush forest, and wildlife and considered a peaceful sanctuary where cool mountain breeze and a morning dew uplifts the senses and the soul.

I  have lived in this peaceful town since the mid-'80s, and during my younger years, I have learned to appreciate the natural environment and have loved our culture and tradition.

I remember when I was about 6 years old when my parents brought us to barangay Pasol-o in the town of Jamindan in Capiz (my mother's birthplace) with my siblings. We hiked for about less than 2 hours to reach the place. That was a tiring journey but an excellent adventure for all of us. That was my first ever hiking experience, so I always love nature trekking and hiking.

Then almost every year after that and on a hot summer day, we used to return when there was a Fiesta or a celebration in our relative's place. When we were approaching our destination, we knew we saw a vast mountain rock about less than or closer to 50 meters high. Hence the area got its name, Bato-Arobo, a giant rock formation.

During those years, a hike to Bato - Arobo was challenging since some areas were rough roads and muddy, and some were full of amorseko weeds that stuck to the clothes. The good thing about hiking was the stories or urban legends about the origin of that giant rock which I was incredibly fascinated with as a kid. We were told that the vast stone houses a big golden horse that might have been kept during the Japanese occupation. However, until now, that story remains an urban legend since nobody can see it.

The last time I visited Bato-Arobo was in high school with my family. We were served a natural and healthy drink, coconut juice with coco meat while having beautiful stories and laughter. My last visit wasn't hiking since the road was passable to a jeepney where we were transported. It was like a roller coaster ride on a rocky road, and we really enjoyed the experience.

Now, 3 decades later, it was great news when I heard from my father that the road to Bato-Arobo is currently undergoing concrete road construction to the neighboring barangays of San Juan and Ganzon, both places I am eager to visit.

Road construction is part of the Local Government's priority development that will benefit many families living in Barangay Pasol-o, especially those living in an upland Sitio of Bato-Arobo.

I am eager to see the development of the place I have loved since childhood. Bato-Arobo gave me a sense of adventure and a lesson to have perseverance and endurance in life. No matter how difficult the road is, we still have to go further and take all obstacles as a challenge because when we reach the peak or the summit, we appreciate all our sacrifices and feel joyful and thriving on our journey. 

Bato-Arobo may not be known to many yet, but it will always be in my heart because it brings beautiful memories worth reminiscing. With the completion of the road development project, residents of Bato-Arobo will be able to enjoy better transportation and celebrate Sunday Thanksgiving: Graceful Service to The People as they express their faith and service to God. This spiritual sanctuary in sitio Lomboy of Barangay Linambasan is like the entry point or gateway to Bato-Arobo.

As I reflect on this Lenten season, it is through gratitude and thanksgiving that we recognize and honor all the blessings that we received from the Divine. Our spiritual nature would bring us peace of mind and a grateful heart for us to leave a good legacy for the next generations to come so they could also live and experience the natural wonders and sustainable development that our generations have enjoyed, and may this will reign in our hearts today and forever.

© 2019 Del Cusay

A Soulful Holiday Retreat

A five-day holiday seems so long in a place where our heart belongs. A simple yet meaningful living away from the crowd and noise. It is genuinely home, where life seems unhurried and not preoccupied with chaotic city living when time seems slow while enjoying the moment. At last, after working tirelessly, there's a reward. It's priceless. Hence a short time vacation really matters.

What makes life significant is when we return to our place of birth once in a while to reconnect with how it all began. We've been too distant places to earn a living and provide for our needs and desires; being disconnected is temporary. The compass would always point us back to where we are most comfortable. A home is where our heart is. To listen to a different kind of story and express it with the most profound affinity. 

I always believe in the power of natural healing. It doesn't cost much. It's a priceless and significant renewal of self to gain a new perspective on people, places, things, and experiences. Indeed, a soul knows how to heal itself. It directs us somewhere to get revitalized, thus making us more robust and ready to handle complex tasks. 

Holistic healing involves the body, mind, and soul integrated into a personality. It needs time to heal and regain the lost positive energy in a low-frequency mode. It feels great to be whole again through a retreat, even for a while. The intense vibration makes us feel more confident that we can make things possible through our belief and effort. A positive vibration that draws people to get some inspiration and to believe in themselves for who they are and what they can accomplish.

Once, I experienced a highlands retreat in the northern state of Himachal Pradesh in India. I have entered The Land of Tibetans in Dharamsala, where life is heavenlike. The people have a deeper spiritual connection, and they seem to be happy and contented. Back in my hometown, people are enjoying spiritual bliss in a highland I can compare to Dharamsala. The place may not have the same grandeur and charm, but it is similar in some ways. The cool breeze on a foggy mountain, the birds chirping, the gentle blow of the wind, and the spiritual nature of the people. 

Looking farther into the surrounding mountains is a feeling of faith and hope; we can reach the summit as we envision a greater height of limitless capabilities. The road to the forum leads to a soulful retreat journey to a place closer to our hearts. Our endless desire and need for renewal make us a powerful personality that knows no limit. With endurance and perseverance, the summit is always within our reach. It's a cycle of life of a burning desire and soulful recollection, leading to the meaningful life we deserve. 

© 2017 Del Cusay

Kathmandu: The gems and the lost Treasures

On my journey to the Himalayan Kingdom of Nepal, I fell in love with its beautiful landscape and met wonderful people who were friendly and kind-hearted.

In August 2013, in an uncertain moment, I traveled to Kathmandu and cherished the 6-day trip. It was one of the most beautiful experiences in my life to learn about the Nepalese people's culture and traditions.

From the first day of my trip, I have imagined the glorious past of the place as I pass around the narrow streets with modern and centuries-old architecture--evidence of Nepal's rich heritage and culture. I have roamed around and bought Kurtas (traditional Nepalese clothe) from different shops, and at the same time, I was able to stop by coffee shops to awaken my senses and continue the journey.

I was amazed by the view of the Kathmandu valley from the hotel where I stayed, as one can see the mountains surrounding the city and the crowded houses and buildings made of stones and bricks.

On a beautiful morning, as I walk in the old streets, I witness the businesses of the people. It is so simple, yet full of spiritual practices to start the day. They pray and chant to their Gods, using aromatic incense to drive off evil spirits or any form of negativity. I used to burn incense of different scents for my daily prayers and intentions.

On a sunny afternoon, as I walked into the downtown area, I saw the simple living of the people. They are not into buying luxurious things. In fact, they only have a few malls that sell bargain products. There's a huge football field and park with a tall observatory tower where one can see the panoramic view of the Kathmandu valley.

As I walked down the streets, I saw beautiful natural scenery and some that were man-made. I spent a few hours walking and rejuvenating at the famous lake in the central business area. Beside the lake are food stalls in the street selling coffee, tea, and bread; I have tasted them to get some energy for a long walk.

Kathmandu is such a peaceful place, and I felt the people's spirituality. There are temples everywhere for them to pray and glorify their Gods. They offer food and burn incense, and there's something more than their religious practices. They care and love people regardless of race and creed. They have happy faces, and they even look like Filipinos. I have witnessed their friendliness and hospitality to tourists. They are very conversant about Nepal's history and heritage and helpful in any way.

Kathmandu is rich in heritage sites that are recognized and protected by UNESCO. A day before I left, I could grab the offer for a day tour of 4 out of 7 UNESCO world heritage sites. 

I have meditated in the mountainous places of Swayambunath and Pashupatinath, where huge stupas can be seen as the center of attraction. I visited the ancient city and Durbar Square in Patan, and it was in that place where I felt that I was on time travel. I sensed that I was transported several centuries back, although I can see and interact with modern people--the locals and foreign tourists in their everyday clothing, ways, and actions.

On April 25, 2015, it was a tragic moment when the Himalayan Kingdom of Nepal was reported to suffer a strong magnitude earthquake. Kathmandu and its nearby town, including northern India (Bihar state) and southern China (Tibet region), were heavily devastated and lost thousands of people, including locals and foreigners. The Kathmandu valley was destroyed with thousands of houses and buildings that collapsed, a thousand families became homeless, and a thousand lives were killed.

It saddened me to hear the news as I recalled the beautiful memories I had with the Nepalese people I met and interacted with on the road. I remember when I enjoyed their heritage sites and everything Kathmandu offers. I have learned many things about them and am grateful for the joyful experience.

Now that almost everything was lost, how could they recover from the tragedy? How many of those people I met have died, and how many have survived? How are those playful kids I have interacted with at the park? Life could be unpredictable and bad things could happen to good people.

At the present time, it is about survival, but a sad fate to innocent lives. You may have met wonderful people, but tomorrow they might be gone. You may have seen impressive structures, but they may have been out of sight tomorrow. Survival is not about religion or spirituality. It is now a way of life.

From the magnificent peak of Mount Everest; the serenity of Pokhara; and the architectural heritage of Kathmandu, Nepal is a gem I have found, but now it is a lost treasure. It will take work. Hence it will take time to stand up and face the world again. They need our help in any way, and once they are well and ready, they will stand up and build up their soulful heritage.

© 2015 Del Cusay

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I have A Dream

When I want something, I ask for it. This is a fundamental law of life; we attract things we give too much attention to. When we think of something and go into a much deeper state of consciousness, we become closer to making it a reality. It is magical for some, but the experience is remarkable and authentic.

Perhaps one thing that fascinates me from the past until the present is when I get something  I have just imagined. It is a daydream; hence, it is fiction. However, everything starts with a single wish, our so-called desire for something. We become what we think of ourselves, and we get to experience the reality of once a creative imagination.

In my past journey, I met people who challenged my life's perspective. I could go deeper in life but received criticism for not having experienced what life truly is and needing to be wiser like an experienced adult.

Because I am young and may not have attained a certain level of maturity in life, I could say that people, no matter how young they are, can know what life is about only if we reflect on ourselves, our ideals, and our philosophies. We learn not much each day from what we already know but from the mistakes that we have made. We challenge ourselves through imperfections to become a better version of ourselves. We strive hard to make things right despite the wrongful deeds and decisions committed.

I may be young, but I can influence people in ways based on what I believe is right and good for them. In the not-so-distant past, I have met wonderful people who were in trouble, and a simple understanding and philosophy of why such misery could happen in life guided them. I had not learned to counsel in school back then, but I knew it in real life as I encountered several circumstances I could turn into wisdom.

Yes, I have a dream; it was a simple dream of inspiring people to live fulfilling lives, and now it is coming closer to reality. Through motivational speaking, certain emotions can touch people. It is not just intellect but also a heart that feels that connects people together.

Previously, I received advice to be careful of what I wish for, and I must agree since I have limitations. I know for myself when to stop and persevere. I listen to my instinct that guides me in what is right and wrong, which is familiar to everyone.

In our lives, we listen to different voices that could inspire or harm us. Nevertheless, we have inner voices that always direct us toward the right path in life. We cannot be sure of what lies ahead in life, but one thing is sure: we believe in ourselves no matter what voices we hear.

Looking back on my previous life, I am still young, and I still have wishes, and these will soon come true because I have proven them now. I was there before, and it was a fantasy; now, I am here and living my own reality.

© 2014 Del Cusay

Incredible India: My Life's Greatest Challenge

"It is not the applause nor the pat on the back that inspires me the most, but the simple appreciation makes me feel special and valued. When the time is up, the next question would be, what comes next? What is there waiting for me?... and it goes on..."



It's been 8 months since I arrived in Delhi, and it's a great experience to live independently while doing the work that I love. Some days excite me, and some days I need to calm my senses. Those days when I traveled a long distance and enjoyed the moment while on holiday; those days when I traveled a long distance to do my duties and responsibilities.

My second trip back to India was challenging; this time, I had to do my best even on a solitary journey. I rushed and slipped... I ran and fell... I moved on and got stuck. However, it was still a challenge despite the obstacles I had gone through. I never stopped, but I learned to move forward and realize that reaching goals isn't easy. 

In my travels, I have gained many memorable stories and insights. Sometimes, it's not the place that puts a smile on my face, but the people captivate my spirit.  I have learned to discover the beauty in every person I have interacted with and also from their inspiring stories that can be a source of wisdom.   

It is nice to have known some friends that are kind and cheerful. It is their helpful gestures that make my stay in India genuinely remarkable. A heartwarming welcome from people is something I will cherish. They have shown great hospitality, which has made a lasting impression. 

I have met people from different places where I have served. Young and old, the fortunate and underprivileged, the yogis and meditators, and if still recognized, perhaps the Brahmins and the Sudras. They have impacted my life in the quest to understand the nature of humanity and our world.

Indian society couldn't be much favorable to some, but upon my observation, it could be a better place to live in and start making a good influence on others. A country that is truly diverse in many ways; the people, the culture, and the tradition. Here, I have experienced the chaos in the city and where different major religions exist without much prejudice and conflict. 

For the past 8 months, I have seen the many faces of India and its diverse culture. From the freezing cold mountains of Dharamsala in the north and the humid climate of Kolkata in the east. The industrial city of Ludhiana in Punjab and the Magical pink city of Jaipur in Rajasthan. Different places with a unique identities yet share a common language of smiles and hospitality. 

What makes life challenging in India is to reach out to people and offer something for their own benefit. When the clock starts to wake me up in the dawn, it is a non-stop action towards the destination. It is the people that make you move and their spirituality that touches your soul. I talk, and they listen... they discuss, and I get more wisdom. It is the reciprocity of events that makes learning enjoyable.

When the spotlight is on and everyone is watching, nothing could be brighter when you see the smiles, hear the laughter, feel the positive emotions, and sense the good energy of the people. I feel special...I feel blessed. 

It is not the applause or the pat on the back that inspires me the most, but the simple appreciation makes me feel unique and valued. When the time is up, the next question would be, what comes next? What is there waiting for me?... and it goes on...

When life gets tough, it reminds me of my achievements. Never to return...never to surrender...never to quit.  Life is passing all the challenges and reaping the rewards after that. It's a game of life; you win some, and you lose some. In the end, the battle remains, and the journey continues. 

© 2013 Del Cusay

Meeting His Holiness The Dalai Lama in Dharamsala

"My experience with meeting The Dalai Lama is one of the most unforgettable moments. His simplicity and compassion for the people made him a great name in the history of Spirituality. His message of enlightenment  is significant in today's time and truly a timeless piece of wisdom dedicated to mankind and the future of the world."

For a few days since I arrived in Dharamsala, I have been accustomed to the unique culture and tradition of the people, most especially the Tibetans-in-exile living in Mcleod Ganj. It is a vibrant community with spiritual people living serenely in the cold breeze of mountains beneath the Himalayas.

Although the Tibetans of Mcleod Ganj have been living in an asylum for several decades, they have still tried to preserve their culture and improve the living conditions of the thousands of refugees. They may be far away from their motherland, but they are fortunate for the achievement of freedom in exile. I have found peacefulness and spirituality in this sacred place in The Land of the Tibetans in Dharamsala: Closer to Heaven. 

The simple way of living of the Tibetans is genuinely admirable. They remain content with the blessings they receive and make the best effort to develop their lives utilizing the valuable teachings and philosophies of their Spiritual teacher and leader, His Holiness, The 14th Dalai Lama.

The Dalai Lama, vested with the authority to rule his people, has shown the capacity to lead and transform the lives of the Tibetans in exile. At his age, The Holy Man still has the energy and vigor to protect his people and become a man of love and compassion that the world has known.

The Dalai Lama, the head of state of the Tibetans, is the most popular and respected Buddhist monk, yet His Holiness describes himself as a simple monk chosen to lead by the Tibetan people. He is not secluded in the hill station of Dharamsala since He is a well-traveled man. He has met a lot of foreign dignitaries for spiritual and peace talks and received numerous awards and recognition from all over the world, including the Nobel Price Award for his peaceful means of fighting for the sovereignty of Tibet against Chinese communist rule.

The central teachings of His Holiness are for humanity to live in simplicity and contentment while cultivating a loving and compassionate nature. I am not a Buddhist, yet his instructions are beyond religion. It is still relevant to everyone regardless of religious beliefs. It is merely a universal philosophy that was started by a Holy man in the conquest of enlightenment thousands of years ago.

I read some of The Dalai Lama's books in Delhi last year. One of my favorites is the book "The Art of Happiness," about the four noble truths. Reading his works encourages people to live a better life, find inner peace and happiness, and seek enlightenment in a troubled world.

Since visiting The Dalai Lama's temple on my first day of the visit, I have known that he will lecture on the 25th of the month about the teachings from the "Jataka Tales." It is a story based on the life and rebirth of Buddha. There was no registration for this event, so I attended for the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet The Holy Man.

The Tsuglagkhang Complex

A day before his scheduled lecture in Tsuglagkhang temple, I had the chance to visit some places and the nearby sightseeing in Mcleod Ganj. From the place I am staying at, Snow Crest Hotel in Naddi Village, it took me a half-hour trek to reach the 4 km distance to Mcleod Ganj. On the way, I was delighted to see the natural wonder of Dal Lake and pass by the Tibetan Children's village, just a few-minute walk from the lake. For the second time, I visited The Dalai Lama's temple to pass around the prayer wheels and to observe the monks in their afternoon rituals. The temple was busy preparing for tomorrow's event, and many pilgrims started to arrive, so I took some 'Kangra tea' at the famous tea house--moonpeak espresso cafe, as recommended. I did not wait for the sunset and returned to the hotel to reserve my energy for the next day's event.

On the 25th of February, I woke up early to prepare and go to The Dalai Lama's temple. The cab driver, upon request, picked me up at 5:30 a.m. and reached the temple before 6 am, just a few minutes before sunrise. The guard at the entrance was strict; no cameras or cellular phones were allowed inside. I left my things in the nearby coffee shop and carried a handbag with a notebook and a pen for taking notes. The man in the shop was so kind, and I told him to get it as soon as the lecture was finished.

Now that I was free from restricted gadgets, I passed by the two security checks before heading to the Namgyal monastery just above the checkpoint. I went to the right section to find my seating place reserved for English-speaking people. When I found the right place overlooking the Holy Man without barriers, the monks gathered, and pilgrims worldwide were excited to see The Dalai Lama.

The residence of The Dalai Lama 

At around 6:20 a.m., The Dalai Lama is set to leave his residence for his processional ceremony. The monks and pilgrims, including myself, were rushing to the nearest place where the Holy Man would pass by going up to the Namgyal Monastery, which is adjacent to his residence. As the procession started, he was guided by the Namgyal monks and guarded by the security men. The entourage followed the footstep of the Holy Man, who waives his hand to greet the thousands of people gathered in his temple.

The Dalai Lama and other monks performed an early morning ritual of sacred chants and mantras for about an hour and a half. At 8 a.m., His Holiness and his entourage went down and proceeded to his lecture place, an elevated rectangular platform with Tibetan decorations. Another 20-minute chant and mantra were observed before The Dalai Lama lectured in the Tibetan language at 8:20 a.m.

The whole complex is filled with an audience, mostly Tibetans, who understood the message very well. Some have brought an FM radio since the lecture is also translated into the English and Chinese languages in a specific radio frequency. I did not have one, so I just listened to the original message in the Tibetan language. The Dalai Lama's voice was clear and calm, and he even cracked a joke with the crowd.

The Namgyal Monastery

The lecture ended at 10 a.m., followed by a recessional returning to his residence just a few meters away. The audience witnessed the Holy Man's last walk before he was gone out of sight. The people along the aisles were lucky to have shaken hands with The Dalai Lama while others started walking down the temple to return to their respective places or destinations.

My experience with meeting The Dalai Lama is one of the most unforgettable moments. His simplicity and compassion for the people made him a great name in the history of Spirituality. His message of enlightenment is significant today and truly a timeless piece of wisdom dedicated to mankind and the world's future.

The Dalai Lama is committed to serving humanity, not just the Buddhist Community. The world has constantly been changing, and there is no such thing as permanence. The Dalai Lama is a Holy man, but ordinary people can achieve enlightenment given that There is Certain Holiness in You.

I am grateful for another day full of learning and energy. I hope to see His Holiness The Dalai Lama at another time if given another opportunity. From now on, what is important is to live with the message of love, compassion, and inner peace--The Dalai Lama's way.


© 2013 Del Cusay

The Land of Tibetans in Dharamshala: Closer to Heaven

It is always nice to have a vacation in a faraway place, to unwind and escape from the hustle and bustle of the metropolis. It is a great time to relax and become one with yourself while enjoying the soothing ambiance of the place.

Since I am in India for the second time, It was surprising to receive an invitation to visit the Northern State of Himachal Pradesh, particularly in the highlands of Dharamshala--the place of the Tibetans-in-exile.

From the Tibetan Colony called Majnu Ka Tilla in Delhi, it took approximately 12 hours to reach Dharamshala. The bus departed at 7 pm on the 22nd, and I arrived at 7 am the following day. It is the longest land travel on a single journey I have experienced. 

At the boarding point in Delhi, I got to talk to some people about the history and culture of Tibet and its people living in the upper Dharamsala called Mcleod Ganj. The bus got delayed for an hour and a half, so I was lucky not to get bored while waiting. It was a pleasant conversation, and I have instilled the knowledge I gained at that moment.

In the bus stand of Dharamsala, It took approximately 10 minutes to reach the hotel at Naddi Village--about 3 km. from Mcleod Ganj. The journey was smooth since they had a good road linking the northern state. When I stepped off the bus, it was so cold as the temperature reached near zero degrees centigrade. The whole day was rainy, the place was covered by fog, and the wind was chilly.

I had time to set my things and prepare myself to go to Mcleod Ganj after breakfast and a few hours to rest and contemplate. Back in Delhi, I have already read about popular tourist spots and activities. I wanted to spend my time wisely and get the best thing that Dharamsala could offer, so it is nice to have planned ahead of time.

The Dhauladhar Range

Although it rained on my first day of the visit, I got to see the picturesque panoramic view of the Dhauladhar range, which is widely visible on the balcony of a hotel in the Kangra district. Viewing the snow-capped mountain range with the tall deodar and pine trees in the Alps is truly magnificent. The Dauladhar range offers a great view of the whole Kangra Valley. Currently, the mountain is closed for trekking since the weather is unpredictable. 

I have planned to go trekking on the triund hill, which is about 9 km. from Mcleod Ganj, and it would take 2-3 hours to reach there, and they said it's a good place for sightseeing the frosty mountains and the alpine forest at the ridge of the Dhauladhar range. Since it is temporarily closed, I only get to see it from afar while imagining the life of the Naddi/Gaddi people living in the cold mountains and what it is like to be there at the snowline of the Himalayan foothill. I needed 3 thick blankets at night, and going closer to the snowy mountains would be a great challenge to conquer.

I am in the Naddi Village and have witnessed their peaceful and harmonious lives. In a culturally preserved place, they live simply with contentment and happiness. They are friendly people, and seeing them early in the morning bringing their cows in a greener pasture on this hill road is a beautiful experience.

In the afternoon, I prepared to go to Mcleod Ganj to Tsuglagkhang temple--the place of the Dalai Lama. It was drizzling and cold, but I dared to go some sightseeing. I walked uphill and entered the temple full of monks and tourists.

I have felt the place's serenity and seen the monks' pleasant smiles while roaming around the Namgyal monastery of the temple. I have been there for 2 hours to glimpse the Tibetans-in-exile. They are peaceful and happy despite the misery they have suffered under Chinese rule in Tibet.

The Tibetans in Mcleod Ganj have formed their Government under the leadership of the 14th Dalai Lama. I met a Tibetan souvenir vendor just below the temple and briefly discussed their condition. I then learned that the Tibetans fled to Dharamsala after the failed uprising in 1959 headed by the current Dalai Lama. They suffered cruelty and harsh treatment from the Chinese invaders, and the best thing they did was to have themselves in exile. 

After 50 years, the Chinese Government has kept its sovereignty, which they have fought for several decades. The history I learned from this encounter gave me knowledge of the existence of the Tibetans in Dharamsala.

Adjacent to the Namgyal monastery is the residence of the Dalai Lama. The most surprising moment was when I learned that the Dalai Lama was in town and had been meditating in his room for that period. He will give a talk on the morning of the 25th. It is open to the public, and there is no need to register for this event. My visit was good luck, and I will attend the lecture of His Holiness, The Dalai Lama. I still have a day to explore the place before the course of the Dalai Lama, so I need to prepare myself to see and meet the Holy Man.

It was raining in the afternoon before I left the Monastery, so I decided to have a cup cafe latte in the nearby coffee shop. I stayed briefly to warm up since I couldn't go out and bear the downpour of rain. I thought of not getting sick and reserving my energy to see the Dalai Lama, so I bought an umbrella and started walking up to the square center, the central area of Mcleod Ganj. 

Along the way, I passed some souvenir shops, bookstores, tea shops, restaurants, and hotels. It was still raining when I standby to wait for the cab driver to return to the hotel. I planned to stay in Mcleod Ganj until 8 pm, but since it was raining and cold, I decided to rest and be ready for another journey the next day.

Bearing extreme temperatures is a challenge. I am used to a tropical and humid climate, but I am now becoming tolerant of cold weather that reaches a negative degree centigrade at some point. In a few days, I will be leaving this heavenly place, and what I will be carrying is not a thing but a collection of memorable experiences from the finest areas of the sacred mountain and the wisdom from the great people.

© 2013 Del Cusay

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