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Many people ask me why I named my website ‘pyramidkey?

This has such a long answer to it that to try and boil it down to just one or two simple facts would undermine the whole process.

Within my blog, The Living Pyramid, I am going to write the story of how I developed my creative work over the years and how I came to notice that I was often subconsciously using the model of the pyramid as an inner pattern.

Blog: The Living Pyramid
Part 2: A brief mention of my first trip to Muktinath and onwards to Solukumbu
Part 2: A brief mention of my first trip to Muktinath and onwards to Solukumbu

The year is 2001.

Three months later, I was climbing through a monsoon wrecked Kali Gandaki gorge on the edge of the Annapurna range of mountains in Nepal on my way to Muktinath with Lama Wangyal Rinpoche of the monastery complex of Muktinath Chumig Gyatsa, his Newari architect friend, the architect’s daughter and her cousin.

We had 80 kilometres to walk, the great Annapurnas towering over us to the right.

Waterfalls obstructed the roads, newly formed rivers gushed from the gullies of the mountain side where one foot wrong on the crossing would send you 100m hurtling down to the angry river below, not to mention landslides and falling rocks, as well as a plethora of earth and stones loosened by the heavy rain as just some of the outer hazards we were facing to reach Muktinath.

“The harder the path, the greater the result.” Perhaps so….

Our group was incongruous to say the least, but uniformly the lives of each of the five of us that made that journey together was surely modified by this experience as the Kali Gandaki gorge displayed to us her wrathful form.

But reach we did and so my first contact with the valley of Muktinath was confirmed and the ground set for its play in the ensuing years of my life to come.

The path to Muktinath had begun that morning in the library of Oxford, where for the first time in my life I had actually braved ‘google search’. Having typed in ‘Annapurna, Nepal’ into the box and let a flood of sites come pouring onto the page, I had typed a standard letter and mailed it out to around two hundred addresses.

Not having any expectations or any idea what sort of response may come back, within the next week I received two replies from that onslaught of mailing and they were to contain the links to two key important places along with their accompanying entourage of people for my life to come in Nepal.

One was Muktinath, the other was Solukumbu that would represent my two root gurus.

His Eminence Chogye Trichen Rinpoche - my Muktinath breath and Kyabje Trulshik Rinpoche, that of Solukumbu.

At the start of my journey to Muktinath in the July of 2001, I had broken my camera and it was around a year later that Lama Wangyal had offered me a 25-year-old Pentax that had been given to him by someone from Japan many years beforehand. It was slightly broken, but nevertheless partially reparable.

Muktinath bagged, I was to make my first trip to the Solukhumbhu region of Eastern Nepal in 2003. Before leaving, I had gone to receive the blessings of my guru, His Eminence Chogye Trichen Rinpoche. Just as I was on my way out of his room, he called out from the other side of the room to me, “Take Photographs.”

It was a short, but punctilious (as always), inspirational message that would have diehard consequences.

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