On my long plane flight to the east coast I began devouring the book In Love with the World, a memoir by a Tibetan Buddhist tulku (reincarnated lama) who slipped out of his monastery one night and spent the next four years as a beggar on a wandering retreat. It has been a minute since I have read anything overtly spiritual, and this unassuming, highly engaging book is surprisingly full of “pointing out instructions.”
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