Two Wheels Down Under

All lives have challenges, and in that respect, I am no different. I was a restless boy, growing up as an only child in China under the infamous "one-child" policy aimed at restricting population numbers. I grew up in a country which shunned and denounced religion and spirituality, despite producing one of the greatest spiritual masters, Confucius. At home I lived with an angry family who seemed to be always arguing. No doubt they were also stifled by the restrictions of living under a totalitarian regime that demanded total obedience. So I left my homeland, studied nursing in Australia and became a professional carer. Yet my restless spirit pulled me to explore my soul and to find the deep quiet of spiritual knowing. I have heard that Native American boys go on a Vision Quest and live alone in the bush for long periods of time. I have heard the Buddhist boys likewise sit in the lotus position outside the Temple for days asking for admittance. My journey was to seek solitude on top of a two-wheel bicycle on a long and often arduous journey that would test my heart and soul as I peddled around Australia. Like all those boys, from the beginning of time, I sought love and the spirit of destiny. This is my story of adventures, the wonderful people who I met along the way, and the journey that changed me forever.