One could not be in Thailand and not wonder…
We visited a lot of temples and saw a lot of huge Buddhas. It was all so beautiful and surreal.
I believe in God. God is bigger than any religion, definitely much more than mine. I don’t think Christianity is the answer for me. There’s no answer, really. It’s just good to see God through different eyes and different cultures and religion.
My visit to Thailand has marked the beginning of my search, not for answers, but a search for all that is good in life, in people, in the world. Travel from now on will always be a religious experience for me.
I picked the book up in Chiang Mai. I have a vague recollection of my high school introduction to religions of the world and know very little about Buddhism. Through this book I have learned much, much more. And because I have seen it practiced, it’s not just plain study, devoid of any practical use for me. Because I have seen Buddhas so immense it makes your soul tremble, it added a certain credibility; it makes one believe. My visits of the temple and sights of the Buddhas have been a solemn experience for me. Buddhism has a certain pull for me. I already agree with many of its tenets, except for the main that about reincarnation. I can’t make my brain stretch towards the idea of rebirth. But then just because my mind is closed to an idea does not make me right.
At least I’m reading up, true to my religion called Learning. After all, wisdom is the cornerstone of every major belief, at least I think it is. I am always wary of every sect that requires blind obedience.
This is why I love traveling. It moves the soul like no other. I will always make it a point to remove myself every once in a while from the monotony of life. A bit of change is always good for me. Uncertainty is a vitamin.