There’s an essay online talking about hosting the Dalai Lama back in the day. I found a certain resonance, even though I’ll never have that simple and straightforward experience with the man.
I’ve tried to set fingers to keyboard, and even pen to paper (how primitive!), to describe his personal magnetism. I’ve failed each time. Suffice it to say that this is a man who, when he enters a stadium, thousands of people become silent and rise to their feet unprompted.
The name “Dalai Lama” literally translates as “Ocean of Wisdom,” and there is something oceanic in his teachings. Something akin to watching the tide, as he shifts though his mind to explain a difficult concept or to answer a question.
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