今日阿弥陀佛无量寿佛节日，全城北边、东边、南边煨桑的，显然多过西边。#lhasa

Of course, dear friend! If you’d like to use my words about the mural, I’d be very happy. It would mean a lot to me. Here I am in Lhasa, looking at a mural far away in America and writing down my feelings about it. How wonderful that these words might become part of its story! ❤️🙏 You mentioned painting a turquoise Medicine Buddha. It reminded me of a poem written by the Fifth Dalai Lama in memory of a revered master of Tibetan medicine: “May the sandalwood fragrance of the tree of medicine spread everywhere, Bringing great comfort to all! May the 404 diseases caused by the three poisons of attachment, anger, and ignorance be eliminated, And may people’s bodies be as strong as those of the gods! … May you be reborn in the pure land of the Lapis Lazuli Medicine Buddha, And become a protector of humanity!”

this is the Jokhang Temple, in the heart of Lhasa’s old city. It is the most sacred temple in all of Tibet, housing the Jowo Shakyamuni statue, believed to depict the Buddha at the age of twelve. ❤️🙏

Dear @weredstar,I looked closely at this mural. So many scenes, so many stories. I feel it is about opening our arms to people of different identities and backgrounds, embracing one another, and overcoming hatred and discrimination. You mentioned that your late mother was involved in this mural. So it holds not only the memories of your city, but also your memories of your mother. I once wrote a poem called “Spring” that carries similar feelings. My mother is in it, too. There is prayer and sorrow in it as well.I’d like to share it with you. ❤️

典续供 唯色 如同一场音乐剧， 但深藏密意。 有合唱，有独唱， 有神谕，有道白， 有翩翩起舞，有白海螺长鸣。 当长寿天女谦恭退下， 便献上祥云般的哈达。 僧众的手印幻化， 多卫康的孩子吟唱时， 啊，那是往昔的供云之歌。 穿各地衣裳的本族男女， 捧着菩萨像和经卷， 捧着水果和鲜花， 捧着合十的心： 南无观世音菩萨， 请长久住这人世间， 这不幸多过有幸的人世间…… 2026/10/21

当时吊灯摇了。挂在门口的长串奶酪也摇了。

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