" Refreshed, we rose before sunrise and walked in silence, spontaneously hand in hand, from the monastery, through the darkness, and down a dirt road to the Bodhi tree where the Buddha reached enlightenment. Sitting together in meditation under the branches, dawn broke to the resonance of monks chanting, an endless stream of prayers thousands of years old and echoing through the ages. That was the first time I came to know what the word love meant. The person, the place, and the moment all felt like finding home. It was pure magic. "

― Miles Neale , Gradual Awakening: The Tibetan Buddhist Path of Becoming Fully Human