I started my life a devout atheist. In my teens I was convinced that God was a fairytale, and I looked down on people who believed.
5:50 am. Eyes blink. Rays peak through the curtains. And as I turn and reach for the alarm clock I feel the thunder in my head.
The two monks wanted to be able to smoke cigarettes even though they were quite sure their Master would disapprove of this vice.
When we meditate we actually enter into a deeper part of our being. Then we are able to bring forward our inner treasures.