His Holiness Dudjom RinpocheHis Holiness has passed from this life in this form, our paths never crossed. Yet his presence has drifted through my life, the gentle whispering of a breeze that has no form.
On seeing this photo, I stopped, momentarily pulled from ceaseless thoughts. There is a welcoming gentleness there, a beauty that is beyond physical. As if love has no boundaries of time or space, of now or then, of photo and real life. It is a simple presence that can echo in our hearts - does echo in our hearts - at any time. In every moment. The perfection of his gift will never cease.