I was 19 years old. Life seemed strange, dangerous, like an urban jungle. Without any sense. I struggled with existential questions like “What’s the point of all this? What happens after death? Why are there so many inequalities on earth? ». And then, one day, while walking along the alleys of the Besançon municipal library (France), a title caught my eye: a monk with a bright smile lit up the cover. I devoured “The Art of Happiness” from the Dalai Lama in a few hours at a café terrace.
And the world came together : everything is connected. Everything is part of a large whole working together. Suddenly, I felt part of a whole…. And the spiritual path could have begun!
I’m looking forward to your comments now ☺️
