The dormitory stays midway up a mountain from a main road. Behind us is a temple, and housing for the monks. Just behind the temple is a pine forest with a couple temples scattered around the various hill top passes. This is our backyard.
I walk to the bottom of the hill and run up. I walk back down, and jog up. I walk back down and sprint sections, then huff and puff... feeling like i'm in wrestling practice. This time nobody yelling, no clocks, or watches. I stop to talk to a young woman monk. She's pretty with a shaved head, and over-sized grey monk uniform. She has very youthful smile and clean skin. She motions for me to take off my ear buds... i pop one out. "Where are you from?" "Miami.... USA" "Why are you here?" I thought of a thousand better answers after I answered. "Job." "How long are you here?" She is nice and seems interested. We continue, then I ask her name... "You know I'm a Buhdist Nun." "What do I call a Buddhist Nun?" "Jeong-sus Nim... just call me Jeong-sus Nim." "Mansapangawoyo Jeong-sus Nim."
Thanks for giving me something to write about. Hit with writers block.
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