You can listen to a
hundred sermons by priests in fancy robes, a thousand talks by zen masters who
boast of their lineage, or visit ten thousand retreats and sit in meditation
for days, but sometimes the best advice you can get can be found in the dirty
local noodle shop in the wee hours of the night. It is where you find the real
people who lead real lives, not those who look down from the ivory towers. It
is in the grit and grind where real answers are often found.
