|Poker table in Saloon|
|Bar in Saloon|
This is inside the Jail. It's amazing how small jails use to be. A desk, chair, the table the lamp is one, which probably wouldn't have been there, and the metal jail cell.
|Louis L'Amore building|
While we were walking back to the Doll House, I noticed one of the albino buffalo close by. You can tell the difference between an albino and a white buffalo by the color of their nose and hoofs. An albino has a pink nose and pink hooves while a white buffalo has black hooves and nose. A white buffalo may later in life change colors and the fur become brown.
|The middle doll looks similar to one my Grandmother had.|
I finally finished The Buddha from Brooklyn by Martha Sherrill. Martha's is a writer and this was her experience of meeting a woman who became known as Jetsumma Ahkon Lhamo. She was believed to be the reincarnation of a female Tibetan saint. I've tried to figure out how best to describe this book and the best I could come up with was it's a biography but a biography not only about Jetsumma but also the people and the events at the Poolesville Center she founded, which was the largest Tibetan Buddhist center in America at that time. The writer spent about two years researching and getting to know Jetsumma and the people at the Poolesville Center.
The book was not what I expected. I guess I expected something like reading a biography on Mother Theresa and the wonderful things she did. This story starts out with a similar expectation but the tone changes about half way through. There were points I was so discouraged with it I nearly stopped. I brought back some bad memories of my own regarding religion. It also brought up issues that caused me to really think. The author went through similar thoughts herself. Questions arise such as was she really was a reincarnated llama? Was this a cult? Were her teachings really a new Westernized version of Buddhism or was it New Age ideas with similarities to Buddhism? I believe this did develop into a cult although it didn't start that way. That the Dhalea Llama never visited Jetsumma or her Poolesville Center and would not receive her when she visited India on several occasions makes me feel that he did not recognize her on many levels.