We sat and meditated for a while and sang Dorje Tsig Dün. Then a rather strange thing happened. A friendly little dog had followed us up to the chörten and had sat beside me. As I began to sing, the little dog became excited and climbed into my lap, licking my face and hands. It was an inexplicably moving experience.
This was the last trip of the pilgrimage and this is my final post about it. I am most happy to have had this experience one more time – especially as ’ö-Dzin and I do not feel we are likely to be going there again.