I remember once walking with my teacher Akong Rinpoche in London. We were visiting our monastery’s branch there and we had a break from the teaching sessions. We took a stroll along the Thames’s South Bank. It was an exceptionally beautiful sunny day and I was in heaven, walking in the sunshine with my favorite person. When we were alone like this we would simply hang out and be casual with each other—there was no formality. I turned to Rinpoche and said, “It’s really beautiful, isn’t it?” Somehow right at the moment I finished speaking those words, we entered a dark tunnel with graffiti all
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