On the last two mornings of our meditation retreat, Tay and I broke the rules and met each other at 6:00 a.m. on the roof of my dorm to watch the sunrise. Actually, we behaved ourselves, and (mostly) maintained our silence. I just needed to show her my discovery — that the sun rises almost right behind the giant Japanese Buddha statue, just east of the Root Institute compound.
She was duly impressed and by the time the red-yellow ball was over the Buddha’s head, the gong was ringing for our first session of the day: yoga asanas.
The next sunrise we watch together will be from a boat on the Ganges River in the oldest city in the world . . .
