It was on the 27th January morning at 7am that I started on my solitary journey to the Himalayan foothills. After being in the presence of His Holiness the Dalai Lama and listening to his teachings, I was ready for my journey. But I have never felt so lonely as on that 20 kms hike that morning. I started walking alone up a slippery trail from the town of Mcleod Ganj, but I was later joined by 3 stray dogs, two black and one brown that accompanied me all the way to the top on the mountains. 
About 2 hours later as I was approaching the top, I was then escorted by a huge eagle soaring above my head. I realized that I was not alone anymore and that God had sent me some friends to accompany me on my journey. When I got to the base camp on top, I found a shopkeeper there who told me the trail ahead was covered with snow and too dangerous to proceed. But I decided to walk on after taking some pictures and I climbed higher into the mountains in front of me.
After walking for another hour I got to the top of a big rock and was breathless and covered in sweat. I decided to stop and then took off all my clothes, boots, backpack and shouted at the top of my voice "Let me heal my broken wings and fly free as a bird." It was an amazing experience where I felt one with the snow covered mountains and I was not even feeling cold at all. I felt that I had to let go of all my baggage and just meditate with nature in the snow. I closed my eyes said a prayer and did some breathing exercises and felt some powerful, burning and fresh energy rise from within me. I felt love and compassion. I remembered my good friends around the world and sent blessings for them in the cold wind from 3000 metres above the sea!
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