Leaving Bhutan: Lessons in Impermanence

Two years ago I moved to a place that I never knew existed.

Two years of deep introspection; of learning to feel whole in the isolation; of living the questions.

The present moment is simply a culmination of all the things, all the decisions- both good and bad- that have led me to this place, in this house, in a country I never even dreamed of.

Yangon: Lessons in Duality

Yangon is a jungle disguised as a city. 

Inle Lake, Myanmar

The iconic images of Inle Lake

Lotus Weavers, Inle Lake

Lotus plants abound in Inle Lake and a hundred years ago the weavers discovered an ingenious use for the plant's spiderweb like fibers.

Our Bagan Family

After buying several of his sand paintings Uncle Tin Lin insisted that we let him return the generosity. "My wife is a very good cook," he assured, but we didn't need much convincing. 

Sunrises and Sunburnt Clay in Bagan

Layers of mist and peepal trees float above the arid landscape. The earth exhales its last cooling breath of the day as the morning sun burns through heavy curtains of fog on the horizon. Balloons take to the air in a watercolor sky of orange and pink. The rapid clicks of camera shutters and revving motorbike engines accompany the sun on its silent assent into the day. Gold leafed pagoda domes melt the night’s chill from their pointed hats, excited birds dance in silhouetted trees and monk chants echo through a crackling radio in the gate keeper’s quarters. 

The morning routines of Myanmar’s sacred city, as seen from the temple tops.

A Perfumed Week in Ngapali Beach

Ngapali Beach is a paradise of puppies and palm trees, where the air smells of sardines but the water is so clear that you don’t even care.