I have written about monks before, I'm certain.
Monks have always held a fascination for me, owing perhaps to my early exposure to Hindu yogis.
I have spent much of my adult life in the company of Buddhist monastics, and in recent years have come to know both Catholic and Hindu monks well.
I am certain that there is a karmic link there somewhere, as my compulsion to be in a monastic setting is always so strong.
Being in Vietnam I spend most of my days in temple porches drinking tea with monks, admiring their orchids and bonsais and discussing, as best I can, some of the finer points of religious philosophy.
Once upon a time I wanted to be a monk, desperately. But with age that compulsion has faded somewhat, just as everyone said it would.