Where the Buddha Meets the Road

 

“Suddenly, from the Void.” by Kiley Jon Clark

 

I was alone for the first time in my life. I mean, really alone.

 

Here I was, living in a tiny apartment, because after seventeen years of marriage, she could no longer accept my drinking.

 

I was a good provider. We had the house, cars and grass to mow.  I wasn't there emotionally for her or the kids. I had become my father, I guess. So, one day in early 2005, she just loaded up the kids and left...

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Buddha under the bridge

The homeless dig Kiley Jon Clark’s Buddhist “Street Dharma.” But is he for real?

By Enrique Lopetegui
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I don’t remember being scared, but maybe he sees panic on my face.

“Don’t worry, man,” Kiley Jon Clark, a.k.a. Sonom Gyatso, tells me as we approach the West Commerce bridge. “When you come here, [the homeless] treat you with both respect and distrust. They don’t know if you’re a cop, or immigration,...