"With a set of chopsticks in her hands and a Tibetan prayer spilling from her lips, Gelazomo, a 32-year-old yak herder, hunched over the rocky banks of the river that cuts through this city and hunted for the quarry that she hoped would bring salvation.
Every few minutes, she would tease out a tiny river shrimp that had become stranded in the mud, and then dropping it into a bucket of water. Beside her, dozens of other Tibetans toiled in the noonday sun, among them small children and old people who, from afar, appeared to be panning for gold.
'Buddha has taught us that treating others with love and compassion is the right thing to do, no matter how tiny that life is,' she explained, as the newly revived crustaceans darted through the water of her bucket.”
For more, see Andrew Jacobs, “In Scarred Tibetan City, Devotion to the Sanctity of Life,” New York Times (25 July 2014)
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