I would have received the Buddhist training that I did over these past thirty years if it had not been for the love and compassion of two Catholic priests. In 1982, a friend of mine fished me out of a house where I had been living with ten other people. That one act of compassion took me away from a life of drugs, alcohol and depression and put my feet on the path of a most remarkable journey. Within months, ...
Published on February 20, 2012 17:16