Tiruvannamalai, October 25, 2008
Today I managed to call my mother and I took a ride on scooter around the mountain and then in the city (so to speak). The path around Arunachala is a must for Hindu pilgrims and the road is littered Small temples, shrines and baths, frequented by many sadhus and patrolled by monkeys. He accompanied me Heruli, a cute boy of twenty years together with other handles the internet point in front of the Ashram. Right now they are the only people with whom I managed to get human contact and dialogue. Westerners who prowl about the ashram is how they looked annoyed, as if the presence of other Western disturb their beautiful dream of spirituality. Right after he turned half of the world in a bank and the other half in a sewer, the West if it wants to be alone to meditate ...
Mount Arunachala is the place where, according to the Hindu Shiva appeared in the form of a lingam of fire, and here is the name of the temple. Tiruvannamalai is the fourth holy city of India, sacred to me but now I can not see anything. How to open up to spirituality in the face of all that decaying matter
perennial? Or when anyone tries to tap money? And 'This is the dilemma for me. For now. Then we'll see. I do not know. I am open to all, although still in shock.
Ah, today was the day of the sighting of the first animals 'exotic'. Some do not even describe them. But what a thrill when I saw a kind-chameleon iguana (?) Ashram in the garden! Was small and timid. And then I did a lot of pictures of the monkeys sacred, that little guys. Are aberrant, scaccolarsi trees are to the rest of the little family and the poor line up in the Ashram to get the bowl of rice and vegetables, and their lying in wait there for the rest!
I decided to stay an extra day to climb the mountain tomorrow. A four-hour trek, peaceful were it not that terrify you saying here that is full of stormtroopers, crazy drunks and beggars of all kinds. However I do not bring anything except the camera.
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