In many respects, I am circling back to my childhood, spending countless hours in a Buddhist temple, since my grandmother was a devout Buddhist. It was my fate.
To be honest, as a mere child, I wasn’t interested. The temple was always full of incense smoke, and, with the humidity of Saigon, insufferably stuffy.
Now that I am exactly 50 years old, I am very much interested. Before it was simply to follow my awesome grandmother. Now it’s to follow the Path of Truth. Buddhists called the Path of Truth the Dhammapada.
So although I might be known as the Art of War guy, I would like to also be known as the Path of Truth guy. The Dhammapada guy. Each and every day I follow the Dhammapada. Walk along with me at Dhammapada.com. I will be spending countless hours there.