The Asian Journal of Thomas Merton by Thomas Merton

The Asian Journal of Thomas Merton by Thomas Merton

Author:Thomas Merton
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-8112-2309-6
Publisher: New Directions
Published: 1973-01-15T00:00:00+00:00


BANGKOK

December 7-8

December 7 / Bangkok

I find that I was secretly enraged and humiliated by the fact of having overweight luggage yesterday. Today, first thing after getting up and saying Office, I went all through my baggage, ruthlessly separating out things to be somehow disposed of. For instance, all cold-country clothes can go into the zipper bag which perhaps I can get the abbot from Hong Kong to take there. Which means, however, I won’t be able to go back to Sikkim, Bhutan, or Nepal. Stupid books I bought can be discarded here or somewhere. I make a desperate plan to finish several books here in Bangkok. But of course with the conference this will be impossible. I sent contact prints to John Griffin with a few marked for enlargement. Took nine rolls of Pan X to the Borneo Studio on Silom Road, hoping they will not be ruined.1 Better finally burn up that incense. Threw some useless pills in the toilet. But I find it hard to make any firm plan that positively excludes a return to India, South India that is, in January.

After arranging my flight for Djakarta on the evening of the 15th, I went dutifully to the palace and the Temple of the Emerald Buddha. I didn’t see the palace—it wasn’t open to the public today—but went through the temple. I saw some of the paintings but was distracted by a Thai soldier who had four U. S. quarters and wanted to change them for 20 baht. But 20 was all I had. The temple itself was impressive in a dark, ornate, spacious way and the small, precious, green Buddha enshrined high up in a lighted niche was somehow moving. The buildings and sculptures of the temple compound I thought precious and bizarre rather than beautiful. They are saved by a kind of proportion which is very evident as soon as you get away from them a little. The guardian deities are not frightening, only grotesque. I kept remembering a picture of one of them on a calendar in the infirm refectory at Gethsemani sometime back in 1965.



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