The most important circle in Boudhanath – the one I walk clockwise as I do korwa – continuously separates worlds that couldn’t be more different.
The right-hand world evokes devotion, focus, surrender. The left-hand world offers a garland of merchants patiently arranged like vultures awaiting their chance to feed. And the path I walk carves a line between these worlds.
Right and left, clean and dirty, Shiva and Shakti, Yang and Yin, masculine and feminine.
Maybe to do korwa is to constantly fall towards the right, while the leftward pull prevents a catastrophic plummet to the center (where you would surely be incinerated).
Perhaps on this path, the only straight line to be found is in the absolute present moment.
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