Today, after spending most of 3 days flat on my back, full of antibiotics, I’m heading south to Tucson with some good friends to hear the Dalai Lama speak. I could not be more thrilled, as evidenced by the fact that I am willing to rise from the near-dead to go along on this little jaunt.
The women I’ll be traveling with are so interesting–this means you, Pat, Sandi and Marian–that I will probably get as many insights and ideas from the conversation as we travel as from the Dalai Lama himself.
I’m always up for a new insight. Something that turns a bulb on in my brain, and I love a new experience, too.
It’s not everyday you get a chance to see the Dalai Lama, even from afar, as I probably will. I saw the Pope once, in St. Peter’s Square, quite by accident, and what a memory that is. All that, and I’m a Presbyterian girl, turned Unity. You just have to be open, and all kinds of wonderful chances come your way.
Tomorrow, I will report.
In the meantime, have COURAGE.
It will be a long pull, but together, as a people, we can do this.
