I was driving along a narrow dirt road on the outskirts of the Rocky Mountains. A light dusting of snow covered the ground, but brown and green grasses crept through, reaching for the sun as spring slowly began to take hold of the area. I had just left Gnome Rd and was eager to get to my next location, yet I had heard that there was a stupa close by that I should stop at. What’s a stupa? At the time I had no clue, only knowing that it had something to do with Buddhism. I was quite surprised that there was a Buddhist community out here in the middle of nowhere, but I was excited to find out what this stupa had for me to discover.