
Let me start by saying that I’m not an expert in Buddhism, or a devotee of Dalai Lama (let’s just abbreviate it to D.L. for short), but I was very intrigued to see him speak and be in his “presence”. I’d read many stories about how his presence is very… I don’t know… peaceful. Like a glass of warm milk on a cold day… or a glass of cold milk on a hot day… or something like that.