Namaste: I bow to the divine in you.
Back in 2015 I attended a Tibetan Arts Fair, of all places, in Bondi Beach. While I had read and heard of Tibetan culture, this was my first face-to-face experience with it. Saw the monks spend days on sand art, and attended a few presentations on Tibetan Bhuddhism. I was drawn in by their presentations on purpose and fate (a question facing humanity since the birth of cognitive thought). During question time, something instinctively within me raised my hand. Out of nowhere, let alone unplanned, I asked the monk, “Is it possible to find one’s purpose while immersed in self doubt and and disbelief?” Here I am four years later in Kathmandu, Nepal, about to embark tomorrow morning on a 12-day pilgrimage across the Tibetan Himalayas on a 500cc Royal Enfield; which is to motorcycles is what a VW bug is to cars (indestructible, and easy to fix). This 12-day journey of self discovery has me travelling not only towards Lhasa (Tibet’s capital), but riding into mo