Project: Upon turning 50 years old on August 16, 2020, Dave Olson (me, hello) is posting a photo (or maybe photos) a day / per year – starting with 1970 with intent of chronicling existence through various primary evidence sourced from studio portraits, class photos, ID / passport photos, or occasionally other “casual/group/random” shots when the above don’t exist in my archive (note: not “artificial intelligence,” really me, pulled from shoeboxes, journals, wallets and whatnot – diligently scanned and dated via glasses and haircuts, lightly annotated).
May I introduce Ayurveda Health Home in Nepal? They have clinics in Kathmandu and Pokhara (where I did my panchakarma 3 week treatment cycle).
The facilities were fantastic – simple and sincere and functional, the staff was next level skilled & diligent, and the skill of the key medical officers – led by Dr Rishi & my lead Dr. Rumee – empathetic, knowledgable & superb.
The cost was very reasonable (especially compared to “regular life“ costs of living in Vancouver/San Francisco/Seattle or whatever) ￼assuming you’re capable of getting to Nepal… I know it sounds daunting, but I have written up a little advice sheet about traveling with a chronic illness to make something like this much more easy. Hit me up if you want this riff.￼
Visits to a few wonderful, unique, intelligent clinic/hospitals in India, Nepal and Sri Lanka played the most critical role in bringing me “back to life”.
It is worth every penny, every mile, every effort.
Anyhow, AHH just made a new website and this is me encouraging you to take a look, show them some affection if you feel inclined. Continue reading Ayurveda Health Home, Nepal – introduction + review etc
Farmer calls to the cow, gently
Corralled in a stonewalled fence
Mother calls her child from an open door
Time for a freshwater cold bath
Labourers scrape broken bricks over the edge
To collide with roof of corrugated tin
Birds call and puff splendid plumes
Demonstrating their innate biologic worth
Trekking guides ply for determined hikers
With different dreams of dizzy altitudes
Cafeman tempts the passers-by
With steamed milk tea and German pastries
Boatman sits quietly with paddle
Ticketbook ready to ply to the lake
The foreign lady talks more loudly
Convinced she’ll be more understood
Dogs yap at movements all through the night
Vigilance unnecessary in this dewy hour
Roosters ritually announce another day
Repeating proclamations well into afternoon
Trucks honk repeatedly for someone
Anyone… to open the rusty metal gate
The black-haired girl sweeps stairs routinely
Her distinct action – whisking dust before polishing
The Stupa gazes quietly from atop the hill
Tea houses lead the way to certain inner-peace
The hotel open doors pleased for patrons
But remembering the days before…
Annapurna and her cousins hide behind clouds and mist
Only revealing peaks when fully dressed
A lonely man seeks a barber to trim a shaggy face
Possibly reveal a timid smile