A Buddhist monk in Thailand once told me that the whole earth was his temple. The sky was the roof, the earth was the floor, and the trees and mountains were the pillars of the temple. He had a wonderful sense of holiness as the center of life. He also said that humanity was the congregation and added that it was a pity so few people realize that we are all in the same congregation. His spiritual teacher commented: "We are all brothers and sisters in birth, aging, pain and death."
— Christopher Titmuss, The Little Box of Inner Calm