tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82170081474520218252011-04-21T16:49:19.562-07:00Jinpahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06391204737387581439noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8217008147452021825.post-66021709693383720482007-06-10T09:19:00.000-07:002007-06-18T01:57:35.061-07:00<p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Le Kailash ou Khang Ripoche, "Le Précieux joyau des neiges"<span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Assis par terre en demi-lotus<br />Le corps détendu,l'esprit au repos<br />Je contemple le monde autour de moi.<br />Tel le Kailash majestueux<br />Ni le vent,ni le froid,ni le brouillard,ni la neige<br />Ne dérangent ma simple méditation.<br />Toute l'agitation du monde<br />Semble dérisoire,illusoire<br />Seule compte la joie profonde de la paix intérieure.<br /><br />Sources tirées du livre "Kailash,pèlerinage tibétain " d'Antoine van Limbur</strong></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Selon une légende, au cours d'une altercation avec un moine bön, le maître Milarepa , pour montrer sa supériorité, se serait transporté au sommet du Kailash sur un rayon de soleil.</span></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074824552393856946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1mCvbd17I/AAAAAAAABeA/YFo0NZYr_B0/s400/petit+bornand.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Little Kailash est le premier grand pic en partant de la droite.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074472012888266290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/RmwlaPbd1jI/AAAAAAAABbA/RVJ5FMvhezs/s400/le+jallouvre.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>La photo du Little Kailash(à droite) est prise des chambres du chalet. </strong></span><br /><br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074472523989374610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rmwl3_bd1pI/AAAAAAAABbw/yYAcZyz-8tc/s400/plateau+de+cenise+vue+du+jalouvre.JPG" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Celle-ci est prise à mi-chemin avant d'arriver au pic du Little Kailash. On peut voir le châlet où nous dormirons.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Sous les sapins on voit un petit point blanc avec à gauche un sapin, c'est là.</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074472012888266274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/RmwlaPbd1iI/AAAAAAAABa4/3Ky0GMpG1hQ/s400/l%27arriv%C3%A9e+sur+le+rasoir.JPG" border="0" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Après une montée dans un pierrier un peu rude mais très faisable, nous arrivons au fameux rasoir. Sur ce chemin pratiquement toutes les fois on peut voir des bouquetins sauvages.</span></strong><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805401134683890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1Un_bd1vI/AAAAAAAABcg/f72FexED4rI/s400/4-picture1.gif" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074472017183233602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rmwlafbd1kI/AAAAAAAABbI/hPn0LZ2qxxs/s400/le+rasoir.JPG" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Le rasoir nous emmène vers la base du capuchon du Little Kailash que nous allons traverser et par la suite commencer à gravir. A cet endroit nous avons encore 1/2 heure de marche</strong></span>.<br /></p><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805405429651202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1UoPbd1wI/AAAAAAAABco/IDXfLMLX1XA/s400/4-picture2.gif" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074793620039390946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1J6Pbd1uI/AAAAAAAABcY/7FFJknmuudo/s400/petit+chemin+avant+de+monter+au+pic.JPG" border="0" /> </p><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">C'est exactement ici que nous traversons la pointe du Little Kailash. </span></strong><br /></p><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805409724618514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1Uofbd1xI/AAAAAAAABcw/dIHzKdl_k1g/s400/4-picture3.gif" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074472515399439954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rmwl3fbd1lI/AAAAAAAABbQ/msGaMriIoTI/s400/lessy.JPG" border="0" /> </p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Juste sous la pointe se trouve le lac de Chenrezig.</strong> </span><br /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>P</strong></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>our moi ce</strong></span> <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>lac représente les larmes de Chenrezig qui pleure sur la souffrance de tous les êtres</strong> </span></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805409724618530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1Uofbd1yI/AAAAAAAABc4/KgnhuTqekp0/s400/4-picture4.gif" border="0" /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074793044513773266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1JYvbd1tI/AAAAAAAABcQ/86CJKUnWYig/s400/non+ce+n%27est+pas+un+stupa.JPG" border="0" /> </p><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sur notre route se dresse quelques cairns laissés par quelques voyageurs ou peut-être quelques bouddhistes de passage!!!</span></strong></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805680307558242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1U4Pbd12I/AAAAAAAABdY/2WgpsoYC0uI/s400/4-picture8.gif" border="0" /></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074472721557870258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/RmwmDfbd1rI/AAAAAAAABcA/mosZxrfvNpE/s400/sommet+du+jalouvre.JPG" border="0" /> </p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Après encore quelques efforts nous arriverons au sommet du</strong></span><br /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Little Kailash</strong></span><br /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Si le temps le permet nous pourrons voir la chaine du Mont-Blanc. Encore un moment très fort devant la grandeur et la blancheur immaculée du Mont-Blanc.</strong></span><br /></p><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805676012590914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1U3_bd10I/AAAAAAAABdI/mKTtgS4D-34/s400/4-picture6.gif" border="0" /> </p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074472008593298946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/RmwlZ_bd1gI/AAAAAAAABao/w2e8mcveYas/s400/jalouvre+l%27hiver.JPG" border="0" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Cette photo a certainement été prise du Mont-Blanc. </span></strong></p><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Little Kailash est le premier en partant de la gauche.</span></strong><br /></p><br /><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805676012590930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1U3_bd11I/AAAAAAAABdQ/emtuBYO9aK8/s400/4-picture7.gif" border="0" /> </p><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074479000800057026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rmwrw_bd1sI/AAAAAAAABcI/5YqUuGyilrg/s400/jalouvre+%C3%A0+droite.JPG" border="0" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Little kailash est inversé sur cette photo, il se trouve à droite.</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Pour moi cette montagne est sacrée. </span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">J'aimerai beaucoup vivre l'ascension de ce Little Kailash avec </span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Lama Gyurmed </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074805409724618546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1Uofbd1zI/AAAAAAAABdA/aQNgpb2BodI/s400/4-picture5.gif" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">et un groupe d'amis bouddhistes et faire une saddhana sur son sommet.</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074812865787844498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lD1An_hZmPc/Rm1bafbd15I/AAAAAAAABdw/KzUy5_was_g/s400/chenrezig.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Seigneur qu'aucune faute ne revêt, </span></strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">blanc est votre corps, </span></strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">le parfait Bouddha orne votre tête et vous regardez tous les êtres avec les yeux de la compassion, </span></strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">je m'incline et vous rends hommage Chenrezig.<br /></span></strong><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#cc9933;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">OM</span> <span style="color:#009900;">MA</span> <span style="color:#ffff00;">NI</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">PAD</span> <span style="color:#cc0000;">ME</span> <span style="color:#333333;">HUNG</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8217008147452021825-6602170969338372048?l=frenchkailash.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jinpahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06391204737387581439noreply@blogger.com1