A monk positions himself prior to an incantation at Chagri Dorjeden Monastery. Ten miles from Thimpu, the only capital city in the world where a white-gloved official directs the right-of-way through a central intersection without stoplights, the right way is taught and practiced in the country’s first monastery. Seated amid ornate wall paintings, hand-woven tapestries and visual demonstrations of circularity and symbolism, a monk’s chanting invokes a simple counterpoint and prepares his mind for meditation.
A monk positions himself prior to an incantation at Chagri Dorjeden Monastery. Ten miles from Thimpu, the only capital city in the world where a white-gloved official directs the right-of-way through a central intersection without stoplights, the right way is taught and practiced in the country’s first monastery. Seated amid ornate wall paintings, hand-woven tapestries and visual demonstrations of circularity and symbolism, a monk’s chanting invokes a simple counterpoint and prepares his mind for meditation.