An experience is never its news item.
An experience comes to life before it even begins, before we ourselves realize that set of ideas, suggestions, volitions, expectations, objectives that make it possible.
You don't live an experience, you are lived by an experience. An experience is like the invocation to the Muses, a possession, a set of vibrations by which you feel shaken, manipulated, wanted, used, torn to pieces, pieces then put back together in a new order, totally unexpected, unforeseen and unpredictable, an order of which we ourselves who live that experience, who undergo that possession are nothing but useful instruments. A possession like a massage by unknown hands that involves body, mind and spirit.
An experience is urgent. Once it has entered us, we have no other choice: we must live the experience.
My experience in Nepal begins in March 2024. I return from Morocco, a trip that only amused me, almost devoid of depth except for those rare times when I managed to carve out isolated spaces for myself, far from the crowd.