My friend Mendi gave me a book by the Dalai Lama for my birthday. It has a color picture of him on the cover. The words are by him, all right. I started reading, I was sailing along at a nice clip. I got to some lines about family and friends and what … [Read more...]
Magic
My daughter likes to pick up scraps from the floor of the art room at her school. She brought home a brown puff ball she had tied to a leash of blue ribbon. “Look, I made this,” she announced, holding it up like a pocket watch she was using to … [Read more...]
