He was about forty at the time, small in stature, with the walk and presence of a samurai warrior.  There was something very direct and yet very kind in everything he said or did.  Having shown him into his room, I sat down in the semi-darkness of the gathering dusk to listen to him talking and felt an immediate sense of rightness and connection.  Continue reading Meeting Khenpo Tsultrim Gyamtso Rinpoche