On Sunday morning, June 2, I visited the Sakya Monastery of Tibetan Buddhism. I was eager and excited to go, and in addition to the main service, I went to an earlier class, so I could have a better understanding of things.
The class started promptly at 8:30 am and lasted until a few minutes before 10:00, at which time we rushed into the sanctuary to be part of the main service, which lasted until a little before noon.
The building was beautiful. It was like a very large house in a residential neighborhood, painted in bright colors with gargoyles and prayer wheels outside. It’s just the sort of thing you’d expect a Buddhist monastery to look like. Someone was outside spinning the wheels, and they made a sort of ringing bell sound.