There are prayer wheels out every door of our home and office. It is impossible for me to pass one without giving it a few spins. 3 to be exact. Each and every time I do it, it reminds me of my days spent turning the prayer wheels in Kathmandu at the Swayambhunath and Boudhanath stupas. My good friend Kazi and I always walk around in odd numbers, 3, 7, 9... so we have to carefully count our repetitions as we are likely to forget as we watch pilgrims and locals walk clockwise around the stupa with us. I hope all of you get to visit a stupa at some point. There are quite a few in the US and canada and I try to visit them whenever I travel, but nothing holds the power of the great stupas of Nepal for me.
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