After arriving in Singapore, Sara and I went to Pulau Tioman (Pulau means "island") in the South China Sea, off the Malaysian coast.It was beautiful and serene. We lazed around and got over our jet lag. We saw monkeys, swam with a sea turtle, and saw a bunch of HUGE lizard-dragon-thingys that were pretty well terrified of us.
Even amongst the tropical splendor, it was
impossible not to feel incredibly fortunate at the life I have, having met my great teachers, Geshe Kelsang and Kadam Morten.Malaysian Islands are exquisite, but the people there have lots of sufferings and problems, just like the rest of us. Nowhere than in paradise is it more obvious that true joy can only come from a joyful heart. Many of the local we met sat around all day chain smoking and watching Malay soap-operas.
Tioman seemed like a dream, like a heaven, but to a spiritual practitioner it was all too obvious that it's pleasures would only leave one feeling hollow soon enough....
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