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“EACH AMANKORA LODGE WAS ITS
OWN SYMPHONY, CREAKING TIMBER
HARMONISED WITH MURMURING WINDS
AND THE FAINT CHANTS OF DISTANT
MONKS. THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY STAY WAS
FOREST THERAPY, THOUGH CALLING IT
‘THERAPY’ FELT CLINICAL FOR SUCH A
SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.”

Each Amankora lodge was its own symphony, creaking
timber harmonised with murmuring winds and the faint
chants of distant monks. The highlight of my stay was
forest therapy, though calling it ‘therapy’ felt clinical for
such a spiritual experience.
This wasn’t a walk, it was communion with nature’s
soul, a slow immersion into its quiet majesty. Standing
beneath towering pines, their needles stretching skyward
like seekers of wisdom, I felt the hushed breathing of the
earth.
The guide, with a voice as soft as mountain streams, led
us to pause, to listen, and to breathe deeply, recalibrating
what it meant to be present. The prayer flags, strung
delicately between trees, fluttered like whispers to the
wind. Each flag carried mantras of peace and prosperity,
their colours vivid against the quiet. Walking past them
felt like moving through someone’s woven dreams.
Even now, back amid urban chaos, Bhutan’s stillness

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