A number of years ago I found myself in Goa, India, staying in a hut on the beach at Arambol. One day I took a hike into the forest and came across a man with a long shaggy beard. He said “I was expecting you”. His name was Turkish Baba, and he lived in the forest. The Baba invited me to sit with him under a Banyan tree for tea. There he told me “Nothing is everything, and Everything is nothing”, and that I was “Aram”.