of you like a cup running over. When you get disconnected, remember this feeling of love. Try to consciously rekindle
the state.”
His eyes twinkled again. “Your expectation is the key to whether you can maintain this experience. You must visualize it happening,
believe that it will be there for you in all situations. This expectation must be cultivated and consciously affirmed every
day.”
I nodded.
“Now,” he said, “do you understand all the procedures I have told you about?”
Before I could answer, he said, “The key is how you wake up in the morning. That is why I asked you to sleep, so that I could
see how you wake up. You must do so with discipline. Wake your body up to the inflow of energy in the manner that I showed
you. Move from your center, feel the energy immediately. Expect it immediately.
“Eat only the foods that are still alive, and after a while, inner divine energy will be easier to breathe into your being.
Take the time to fill up with energy every day and wake up with movement. Remember the measures. Visualize that this energy
is coming into you and feel it as if flows out into the world. Do this and you will have completed the First Extension. You
will be able not just to experience energy occasionally, but to cultivate it and maintain it at a higher level.”
He bowed low and without saying anything else walked back toward the house. Yin and I followed. When we arrived, Hanh began
selecting food and placing it in a large basket.
“What about the gateway?” I asked Hanh.
He stopped and looked at me. “There are many gateways.”
“I mean, do you know where we can find the gateway to Shambhala?”
He looked at me sternly. “You have only completed one extension of your prayer-energy. You now must learn what to do with
this energy that is flowing out of you. And you are very headstrong, and still prone to fear and anger. You will have to overcome
these tendencies before you can get anywhere near Shambhala.”
With that statement, Hanh nodded at Yin and handed him the basket, then walked into the other room.
4
CONSCIOUS ALERTNESS
I walked out to the Jeep, feeling incredibly good. The air was cool and the mountains in every direction still seemed luminous.
We got in the vehicle, and Yin pulled away.
“Do you know where to go now?” I asked.
“I know that we must head toward northwest Tibet. According to the legends, that is the closest gateway to us. But, as Lama
Rigden said, we will have to be shown.”
Yin paused and glanced at me. “It is time that I told you about my dream.”
“The dream that Lama Rigden mentioned?” I asked. “The one you had of me?”
“Yes, in this dream we are together journeying across Tibet, looking for the gateway. And we could not find it. We journeyed
very far and traveled in circles, lost. But at the moment of our greatest despair, we met someone who knew where we should
go.”
“What happened after that?”
“The dream ended.”
“Who was the person? Was it Wil?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“What do you think the dream means?”
“It means we must be very alert.”
We rode in silence for a few moments and then I asked, “Are there many soldiers stationed in northwest Tibet?”
“Not usually,” he replied. “Except on the border or at the military bases. The problem is getting through the next three or
four hundred miles, past Mount Kailash and Lake Manasarovar. There are several military checkpoints.”
For four hours we rode without incident, traveling for a while on graded gravel roads and then turning onto various dirt tracts
for a time. We reached Saga without any difficulty and hit what Yin told me was the southern route into western Tibet. We
passed mostly large transport trucks or local Tibetans in older cars or in carts. A few foreign hitchhikers could be seen
around the truck stops.
After another hour Yin pulled the Jeep off the main road and onto what amounted to
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