Feeling that I am losing my way, I open my laptop and go for the desktop folder entitled “Ten Principles,” as I often do lately. There are four files in it, and I open the one entitled “Bon Yoga” after a brief period of hesitation (“Ten Principles of Bon Yoga,” November 13, 2012). I could have opened the one entitled “Bon Buddhism,” instead (“Ten Principles of Bon Buddhism,” April 10, 1992). Having read the first three principles, tears appear in my eyes, and I close the file. It is the first two limbs of yoga, restraints and observances, which touch my heart without fail. Nonviolence among the former and contentment among the latter still seem to be beyond me after so many years. Nonetheless, mine were the tears of joy. Sooner or later, I will master all the restraints and observances, I am sure. It was my certainty that got me choked up this time around.