Today I made it back to Nepal. Seven years it has been, and I had no idea I was so connected to this place.
My first sight of the Stupa in Boudha stopped me in my tracks. I looked at it and it looked at me for a long time. Joy, tears, presence, absence, reverence, connection and understanding were exchanged.
In my religion I have no place for this, but I know it is true.
Those who do not know the Stupa in Boudha can read this post about it: http://www.travelingpreacher.org/content/peace