Hello from 3 a.m. again. This time it was not jet lag but a group of young asian girls that just came into the room like it was noon. So I would like to share these thoughts in the meantime until they unpack.
Yesterday I was completely impressed by the beauty of shrines and temples in the mountains of Nikkó. That connection between zen buddhism with its beautiful positive and colourful architecture and deep forrests and hills full of stone stairs was something I have found very relaxing. In one of the shrines we were completely alone for couple of minutes. Considering this is a Unesco site it is a pretty good luck. We praied silently in front of buddha, barefooted. It sounds silly to me to write it but it was a decent spiritual moment.
It is prohibited to wear shoes inside of most temples. In january this can be quite uncomfortable but that very spiritual moment moved my thoughts far away from my frozen toes.
In all of the temples it was prohibited to take pictures, which is a policy I always respect as a guest in foreign country. So I don't have any pictures but I will carry these memories in my heart forever.
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Zdravim opet ve tri rano. Tentokrat me neprobudil jet lag ale skupina asiatek, ktera prave dorazila a zacala se tu v klidu vybalovat, jako by prave bylo poledne. Alespon mam chvilku sepsat si vcerejsi zazitky.
Vcera jsme navstivili posvatne chramy v Nikkó. Musim rict, ze spojeni zen buddhismu s jeho barevnou veselou architekturou a hlubokeho lesa s majestatnimi stromy a spoustou kamennych schodist, bylo neco, co na me pusobilo neskutecne uklidnujicne. V jednom chramu jsme dokonce byli na par minut uplne sami. Kdyz si uvedomim, ze je to pamatka Unesco, meli jsme velke stesti. Tise jsme se, uplne bosi, pomodlili pred buddhou. Zni mi to hrozne hloupe, kdyz o tom tak pisu, ale byl to byl ten nejvic spiritualni moment.
Do chramu se nesmi v botach. V lednu muze byt trosku neprijemne kracet po zledovatele podlaze jen v ponozkach, ale spiritualita toho momentu odvadela moje myslenky uplne jinym smerem nez k mym zmrzlym prstum.
V chramech se zpravidla nesmi fotit, proto odsud nemam temer zadne fotky. Tyto pravidla jako navstevnik v cizi zemi vzdy respektuji. Vzpominky z Nikkó si ale ponesu ve svem srdci do konce zivota.