Chanting my favourite Buddhist mantra, Om Mani Padme Hum, along with Om (Aum), in the Gelug style during a snowstorm in the Carpathian Mountains. Ancient Sanskrit philosophy. Throat singing.
Impure mind, speech and body become pure
The jewel of enlightenment, compassion and love
The lotus of wisdom
Indivisibility, unmoving, that which cannot be disturbed
BTW – The title ‘Meditations in White’ is in homage to one of my favourite books as a young teen: Stephen Wright’s ‘Meditations in Green’ (because mine is set in snow whereas his was set in the jungles of Vietnam)