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--
This is an experience which happened some years ago
when I was in Tibet studying at the Chakpori Lamasery.
Although it happened many years ago, the memory of it
is as fresh in my mind as if it happened but yesterday.
My Guide, the Lama Mingyar Dondup, and a fellow
lama, actually a close friend of mine named Jigme, and I,
were upon the roof of the Chakpori, on Iron Mountain,
in Lhasa, Tibet. It was a cold night indeed, some forty
degrees below zero. As we stood upon the exposed roof
the shrieking wind pressed our robes tightly against our
shivering bodies. At the side of us away from the wind our
robes streamed out like Prayer Flags, leaving us chilled to
the marrow, threatening to pull us over the precipitous
mountainside.
As we looked about us, leaning heavily against the wind
to maintain our balance, we saw the dim lights of Lhasa
city i