2005-04-07 - 12:03 a.m.
Its midnight. in 24 hrs i will be on a flight to india. To a little tibetan refugee colony in Bylakupee, Karnataka. A monestary/hospital one hour or so from Mysore.
I am going alone. I feel like its the start of something full step forward. Like the gnawing that will bring me to some core. A push toward understanding where I will work, where I will be useful, and committing to what kind of patients I will work with.
i am bringing
bunch of white kurtas
pants/underwear/towels/socks
slippers and sneakers
bed sheet
bandanas
flashlight
first aid posters
frisbees to start an ultimate league for some kids there
Quaker choco chip granola bars
stethescope
books(the Gita, Fast Food Nation, Orientalism, Leaves of Grass, Pathologies of Power, Glass Palace)
Washington Manual Intern Survival guide
Pharmacopeia pocket
Ampicillin
The monk that has been writing to me- i think hes a monk... said they will feed me monastic food(which i am not entirely sure what that is) and put me up in clean living quarters.
i am excited.
sri
