Some Bullet Points for the Journey

Sunday Service in my Head  4/6/14

Today I am finishing a service for a man who was the true embodiment of the His Holiness the Dalai Lama’s statement, “Kindness is my religion”. A couple of weeks ago, I shared an article titled JOURNEY WELL  (worth your time to read), and it started with the quote  “Live your life so the preacher won’t have to tell lies at your funeral.”.  Rob did.   Going into the light

A good friend of mine has a tricky surgery scheduled, and my conversations with her about her own “unknowing about the outcome” have opened even further the doors to my own inner thoughts on life and death.  I’ll share with you the big one going on in the inner discussion room. What do I do with my Life, to make things better for my family and friends when I decide to take a walk with Death? What new choices do I make now, knowing that this question even surfaced?

I started this SSIMH on Facebook (against my new rules) and got up to pet cats, pour coffee, and get a small piece of chocolate. When I sat back down,  I did something mysteriously stupid, and deleted all I had done.   First Bullet Point for the Journey – PAY ATTENTION TO THE MOMENTS.  Make what you are doing important. Don’t bother doing it if it’s not.


  • Do-Overs aren’t really do-overs because we can never do the exact same thing twice.  We don’t get Do -Overs with our life either. What is done is done. Sometimes we are blessed with a Second Chance. If that shows up at your doorstep, make sure you have a better plan in place this time.
  • Your real story is who you are, and how you treat others, not what you do for a living.
  • Happy Moments are the best things to collect in your Memory Box. Create more of them. They should be sprinkled as liberally throughout your day as my husband does with real grated cheese on pasta.  (that’s a lot)
  • Death happens to the body, but not the spirit, soul,  Big Me, or whatever you choose to call it. We are not our fingernails and toes. I have heard from others, and witnessed for myself, too many things not to be committed to that truth. Death is not partnered with a delete key.
  • We never cross alone. Someone who loves us will always be with us.
  • The Angels never leave our side. If you haven’t been talking to your A-Team, you have been missing out on a valuable tool for the ride in this Fleshsuit. The Angels of Comfort are experts at time of grieving (0f any sort). Call them in.
  • There are Saints and Masters walking among us, and most of them aren’t surrounded by any hubbub.
  • When someone we love crosses over, we will hurt.  Oddly, that’s the good news.

 How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.

A.A. Milne

How lucky I am to have

This SSIMH is dedicated to Rob Guzman. From the moment I met him about 30 years ago, my every encounter with him was in a space of kindness and respect. A good husband, father, grandfather, great-grandfather, uncle, friend. A good man.  I said in JOURNEY WELL ” for funerals, I have learned that I get “called in” when it’s important that the life of the person who crossed, and the grieving of those who remain, need my unique voice.”  It is a blessing for me to do Rob’s service, because I get to swim in the goodness of the life he lived, to find the words to share.  No lies needed this round. He has a beautiful and love worthy dash.

SUNDAY SERVICE IN MY HEAD musical selection – Amazing Grace – Johnny Cash.


Artwork by Diane Schuster



Journey Well

Sunday Service in My Head – 3/23/14

Live your life so the preacher won’t have to tell lies at your funeral.

  ~~ lots of people said it.

The wave gains its momentum, born of the energy of Mother Ocean, and surges toward the shore.ISBP A11 ccf jm 081613 It races to leave its frothy mark, mixing up shells and changing landscapes, exposing sand crabs and washing the feet of gulls and pipers watching to see what gifts are being offered this round.  The legacy of those who built on the evolving shore lines in the form of words and structure is slowly washed away, until all that remains, possibly, is the memory of those who created them.

Born of the Mother, our days are like waves upon the shores. We all rise from Her, and eventually we will return to Her.  We are all witnesses to the tides of life and death. This weekend one friend said good-bye to her daughter, and another said hello to her son.

I remember that when my son was born, I was sure I looked different. I knew I had been changed and thought that  everyone must know they were looking at someone who had seemingly been revamped!  When my mom crossed, I remember thinking how no one knows you are grieving. There was something very raw in my experiences with people for those couple of days.  I felt so ripped open after both events, and there was something “just not connected” in my dealings with others.

The birth of my son (so long ago now, yet I can visit there so easily) was joy filled. I knew LOVE like I had never known existed. Understood totally and completely that elusive “unconditional love” I had heard so much about and thought I had periodically practiced.

With the crossing of my mom, it wasn’t so cozy. It was sad. All of the things I had stuffed in the closet and refused to acknowledge came tumbling out. I strove to keep my grief in check, so I could be strong. I remember my friends Louise and Debbie driving almost two hours to come to the viewing, and me collapsing in waves of sobbing in their arms when I saw them. I  had been ordained in 1998 and my mom crossed in 2000. I wanted to do the service, but my brother, understandably, felt it would be too much for me.  He had not come to see how Source had become my partner and my strength. He still saw me as his whacky sister, with my slips and falls and crazy thinking.  We hired a Catholic priest who didn’t know my mother. I went home and prepared something. It made me feel better.  My words connected to me to the places where my mother and I had healed and bonded. We shared a common friend in St. Francis and I had found a card I had given her, with his prayer, in the drawer next to her bed.  (It is framed and hangs on our wall still today). The priest did his bit, but you knew he didn’t know diddly about Marge/Margaret Mary, and hadn’t made the effort to before showing up for the gig. Then he said, “and Marge is probably in heaven”. Screeching record STOP in my brain, WHAT!!!?????  I turned to my husband and I said “I am going in!”, and my brother made no attempt to stop me. I told my mother’s story, and I shared her prayer. People first watched me to see if I would crash, but then saw I was all in, and it was going to be alright. And beautiful. Because I knew that my mother loved the words I had offered for her. I also knew she would have been more concerned about my brother and I than what the priest had to say, so I just flooded the room with Light, and let my words flow.

As a non-denominational minister,  I have done weddings, funerals and baby blessings.old-man-s-wrinkled-hand-holding-infant-s-little-hand I don’t advertise. What comes to me is what I am perfect for. For funerals, I have learned that I get “called in” when it’s important that the life of the person who crossed, and the grieving of those who remain, need my unique voice.  When my husband’s best friend crossed in 2009, I was grateful that I was able to do the service. Leonard’s story deserved to be told, and the man I love so deeply was in so such pain. We made it beautiful and special. It was just two weeks before Christmas and Leonard looooveed Christmas. He was a waving Santa for a place where trees were sold. We got everyone a Santa ornaments from the place he worked at and passed them out at the service.  Leonard used to give everyone a nickname, and we joked about the nicknames he was trying on for size for God.  We all remembered the reasons why Leonard would be missed so much.  That is what you need to do when you grieve – allow yourself to feel all of the good that this person has given you.  Make it okay to laugh while the tears are like waves lapping at your pain.

The Sun will rise and set regardless. What we choose to do with the light while it’s here is up to us. Journey wisely.”
~~ Alexandra Elle

Every week I could sit and do a SSIMH share about someone coming, or someone going. It is a never ending cycle. We have read about the “Dash” and for most of us by the time we reach 30, there is an understanding that life is a series of fluid moments. The 50′s make it LOUD. We know the days are moving swifter, and the idea of living life more fully and honestly grows like a crazy weed, pushing out the ideas that “you’ve got time”.  Delaware Gramps Walters Bruhl Jr.  wrote his own obituary, and when his grandson shared it, it went viral. It urged  me to think about my own obit/ dash/ memorial service.

Here is what I received for myself, as the platform essential to setting a foundation for what I would want said when I cross:

  • Live Dharmically
  • Live Authentcallyst. francis prayerforpeace
  • Forgive when possible.
  • Love always, even if from a distance.
  • Leave no opportunity for kindness undone.
  • Retain a sense of humor.
  • Do all you can for the four legged’s, feathered, and finned.
  • More on the be kind part.
  • Let others know you see the Light in them.
  • Always hold a baby when you get a chance.
  • Listen to what children had to say.
  • Always look into the eyes of old people.
  • Leave the judging to the courts.
  • More LOVE.

What if you got to write a flashy headline for your own Obit? What would you say?

Please take a moment to enjoy this beautiful version of the Prayer of St. Francis. This would be the back ground music to the critical choice making scene in the movie of my life.





Sunday Service in My Head  3/16/14

Wakan Tanka, Great Mystery, teach me how to trust my heart, my mind, my intuition, my inner knowing, the senses of my body, the blessings of my spirit. Teach me to trust these things so that I may enter my Sacred Space and love beyond my fear, and thus Walk in Balance with the passing of each glorious Sun.

~~ Lakota Prayer

Within us is powerful essence, that is connected to the Divine Source. Most have read the Marianne Williamson quote from her book RETURN TO LOVE, but in case by some crazy chance you haven’t, let’s get you caught up (or a refresher for those who need to read this today). Shine ON

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

We showed up in this lifetime with the seeds to live a passionate, fulfilling life that benefits not just ourselves, but everyone else. Yes, I can be bold enough to go with the everyone else, because I am a firm believer in the ripple effect, and I know that what we do just keeps on connecting us with its invisible grid, far beyond where our mortal selves can see and comprehend.


Here is the big question. Are you telling the Divine Source that you trust your limited judgment from this body box you are walking around in, more than all of the understanding and knowing you have access to as a part of your Divine Heritage?  I will give you a minute to think on that one. <br>
Sometimes we flail around in a frustrated state whining about not knowing our purpose and saying we are sooooo confused.
  • What makes you happy?
  • What do you offer that brings a gift to others?

Take some time today to answer those two questions.  Don’t be practical. FEEL YOUR ANSWERS.  Free yourself to the understanding that what you offer may not be something glaring. More often than not it is subtle.

Let’s settle in to this together for a moment.  When we are using our LIFE FORCE to flow with the vibration of JOY, it feels good.  You do deserve to feel good. If you hesitate even an iota as I say this, make a commitment to yourself now to get over that! When you feel good, you offer good and when you offer good, the end results will be good.  ( Grandma Agnes used to say “the road to hell is paved with good intentions,” but again, we don’t really know where the road actually sends. See earlier grid comment).

Trust and let go. Do not be afraid to be who you truly are. The world needs you and the contribution you bring this experience.  Whether you are a quantum physicist, bake the world’s most amazing apple cake, are the Cat Whisperer, have a gift for teaching, or any other label that Spirit shows up in, MORE OF THAT.  divine magnificent

Clues for those finding the process a little murky:

  • Be creative! Your creative self is an expression of your Divine Self.
  • Be Joy-Filled. (worth repeating).
  • Check in before acting. Simply ask. “Is this the right thing?” You will know.

The sermon for this Sunday is SHINE ON! Say it with me ! SHINE ON Brothers and Sisters!  Toss the tethers to the falsehoods you have been allowing to hold you down. Rise up and fly!  Be what you have come here to be.

YOU ARE MAGNIFICENT   Three Minutes and Nineteen Seconds of reminding you of the fact.

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Sunday Service in My Head 3/9/14

But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword.

~~ Rick Riordan, The Battle of the Labyrinth

At the end of January I shared KINDNESS IS ALL THAT MATTERS. It is worth taking a moment and doing a read through on that one, to be more fully be connected with me in this conversation (or as a follow up to this conversation).

In January, like many of us, I strove for a word that would be the highlight for the year. I realized last night that while I may be working on some personal “life skills’ the Universe had already selected KINDNESS as the one I should be paying attention to.

Those who know me (and those who have read Bliss Follower) know I strive to be a kind person. I did seem to get the Big Reveal at Drum Circle that day, but somehow seemed to miss the Big Picture of what I was being told. the-eye-with-which-i-see-god

Social media is a perfect microcosm for how choosing kindness operates. There are stories of beautiful kind actions, and stories of heartbreaking cruelty. Meme’s that make your heart swell, and then those that are mean spirited. You will find, even among comments of those whose opinions differ from the author/poster, remarks of clarity and supportiveness, and comments of anger and attacking.

Cruelty and kindness in the way we treat each other isn’t a new topic.

Any review of history will show there have always been those who come from the heart and those who let the ego drive.

Kindness is born of love. Some find it difficult to LOVE ONE ANOTHER, or see others with love, because they are not ready to forgive what has been done. This is where I have been encouraged to see with eyes of Kindness. Act from the choice of kindness.

My current work situation is very difficult for me. It is chaotic, and very high pressure. It has never been a “fluff” job, but the events of the past year have turned it into something I would not have chosen. I have been with this one company for more than 10 years. The saving grace in this is that I finally fully awoke from the work dream. I am no longer the frog in the pot becoming numb to the heat being turned up. Will not lie to you (since I know you are using your valuable life clock tic tock to read this, and you are due that respect) that applying my clear understanding it easy. What I will do is share with you, and let you determine the merit of it on your own.

Even with work crap, family crap, stuck in traffic crap, see always with eyes of Kindness.kindness_changes_everything_large

As I am writing I have just called on the Angel of Kindness and stated I expect back up 24/7 because this is a big one. What is being asked of me is that I remember at all times who I really am, and what my true purpose is. The Book is open and the page reads clearly that the only way out of this crazy maze is to ONLY and ALWAYS see and act from KINDNESS and LOVE. Hokey, Hallmarkish, New Ageish? Nope. Fact.

There are times that I write and I wish that those reading could feel how the words vibrate in me before they hit the page. Having experienced the WHOOSH of “wow, I am that” while reading what others share, I fully trust that those who are ready for what is being offered, will experience the quake in their heart.

If the Universe challenged me to get the message of today’s Sunday Service in My Head out to you in the social mediaese, it would be this.




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Whatever your life’s pursuit — art, poetry, sculpture, music, whatever your occupation may be — you can be as spiritual as clergy, always living a life of praise.

~~ Pir-O-Murshid Hazrat Inayat Khan from  Bowl of Saki

Be Spirit in Motion – you’ve got the Mad Skills. Trust your Inner Voice and express the magnificence you were born with. When we let go, and align with our Highest Good and the Highest Good for all concerned, fantastic things happen. Move the EGO to the backseat and allow your True Essence to drive. Give thanks for all good and more thanks for the blessings headed your way. Don’t just take your gifts out like they are the good special day china, use them with voracious intent.

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Go to Comment on ANY post.   That gets you entered to win.  Winner announced 2/9 PM.

Prize this round – recycled hardcover copy of Gretchin Rubins’ … Happier at Home: Kiss More, Jump More, Abandon a Project, Read Samuel Johnson, and My Other Experiments in the Practice of Everyday Life (some good reading )

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Kindness is All That Matters

SUNDAY SERVICE in My Head.   1/26/14

My religion is very simple. My religion is kindness.

~~ High Holiness the Dalai Lama

In the end only kindness matters

I enjoy attending drum circles facilitated by Shaman Al Romao.  I find the  drumming to be a perfect conduit to take me on an expedition to my Inner Self. Friday night after the first drumming, we were led on a journey to connect with an element, and bring whatever gifts we received back, to use when we did some healing drum work for our partners.

When I start drumming for the other person, I am very involved. I am setting intentions, seeing healing, etc. That soon transcends into allowing Spirit to direct the show. I learned from Al that the role of a Shaman is “to become like a hollow bone”, and allow Spirit to work through you.   When doing shared work in partnership, or small groups,  I have found that the drumming just pauses, doesn’t really end,  It is all connected. Actually, everyone in attendance benefits from the travels of all on the  pilgrimage for Divine Connection. Anyone having done a circle will get that, and the rest of you will need to trust me on this.

Now that you know how I got here, you will understand why it is so important to me to share this info as today’s SSIMH.  It was LOUD and LARGE.  It was clear that I needed to live this message. There was no mistake I was supposed to share this as well, and encourage others to meditate on its meaning in their lives.


I knew this meant that the greatest gift to give the person I was working with was KINDNESS, but when I looked around the room as we rejoined as a group, I saw them all through what I have named “kaleidoscope eyes”. pup and deer I am aware that I am seeing differently. I see with Color. I see with information, imagery and am given insight. Being seen through my eyes they were flooded with this Light of a different level of KINDNESS that has been given to me to use.   When it was time for to share if we chose, the only part of my experience I revealed was this message.  Today I share it with you, because on my quest , it was given to me as a mantle to wear, and also as a password to those walking a similar path, unlocking a door to a level to be used to heal not just ourselves, but others and the earth as well.  Just a random phrase I might have thought, until I learned this message had been given to Al several times at other circles just in January. Until I received this exact sharing via different media, several times yesterday.  I don’t mess with my A-Team and G-Team when they are saying get this out there.  So here is it.

This share started with the HHDL quote  about kindness. Prominently located at work is the reminder ” Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting hard battle”.  I am no stranger to knowing the world needs more kindness. One of my earlier shares “Be Soft”  spoke of it, as it something I work with every day. I offer myself as clay to the Divine Mother and ask that she mold me to be kinder and more compassionate.

Operating only from a place of Kindness has bumped its way to the top for personal focus for year. Being soft. Seeing with gentle and tolerant eyes. Moving away from my ego connection to all encounters. This is easy for me in my altar room,  and when doing prayer and energy work. My challenge is to be this person at my place of employment, where I am playing in a field of illusion with so many others.  The trial to remember to be this person when my son complains that I should know he doesn’t like beets.  I am sure that many reading this are hearing the call for KINDNESS and will align with me, so we can bolster each other on what can sometimes be a pot hole filled road.

We have all seen the random acts of kindness campaign. I am told that we need to move beyond that thinking, and strive for ALL ACTS of KINDNESS. When there is a choice, be Kind (and remember there is always a choice). When prompted,  don’t delay. There is a reason you are encouraged to be a vessel for kindness now.

HHDL Be kind my friend

Enjoy this wonderful song I found by AcoustiMandoBrony. You can download it for free from the page. Trying to find more about them, because I love to support this type of energy.

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There’s a chance that I could fall
And not come back
And never regret a thing
I’d never get back on track

Darkness all around me,
I can’t find the light,
I let it all surround me,
Giving up without a fight.

The bitterness and pain inside,
Countless tears I had to cry,
I was facing all my fears,
Just to let you in
To dry my tears, but

Your kindness won’t betray me,
I feel your heart and soul,
Your kindness still can save me,
I choose to not let go,
Stretching out you somehow reach me,
I know this can’t be wrong,
I’m ready, won’t you teach me
Your song of kindness

Quiet grace surrounds you,
And helps me find my own,
I can’t tell you how you’ve helped me,
And how much I have grown,

Even though you’re far away,
Inspiration comes from you,
To shine a littler brighter every day,
If you only knew…

I will never get upset,
And I will never, ever forget,
The happiness you made me feel,
Almost as if you’re actually real, but

Your kindness won’t betray me,
I feel your heart and soul,
Your kindness still can save me,
I choose to not let go,
Stretching out you somehow reach me,
I know this can’t be wrong,
I’m ready, won’t you teach me
Your song of kindness

Your kindness won’t betray me,
I feel your heart and soul,
Your kindness still can save me,
In a way you’ll never know.

Your kindness won’t betray me,
I feel your heart and soul,
Your kindness still can save me,
I choose to not let go,
Stretching out you somehow reach me,
I know this can’t be wrong,
I’m ready, won’t you teach me
The way to get along,
Even when the cold wind’s blowing,
And I want to just give in,
It warms my heart just knowing,
I’ll hear your voice again,
So won’t you sing it loud,
And won’t you sing it long,
I promise to remember,
Your song of kindness

I promise to remember.
I promise to remember…

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Sunday Service in my Head 1/19/14


Faith is the centerpiece of a connected life. It allows you to live by the grace of invisible strands. It is a belief in a wisdom superior to our own. Faith becomes the teacher in the absence of fact.
 ~~ Terry Tempest Williams


Not that I don’t think about faith a lot, but this past couple of weeks have felt to be a real test in understanding exactly where it fits in my life.  One aspect that my team has me honing in on is that in order for me to be my most supportive self for others, I sometimes have to hold the faith for them.


faith colorfulThe road to faith can be like a gamers’ challenge, one minute you are being strong and moving along, and the next someone drops an extremely gigantic, vicious lady bug in your path, and you need to come up with the correct tool/portion/spell to vanquish this enemy that has proven to be an obstacle on your quest.  We on the outside of the game  know it’s just a game, but person immersed in the quest cannot move forward without handling what needs to be handled.


Everything I say here can of course be reflected to myself (and you reader), but at the moment I am focused on a friend who is in the middle of one of the greatest challenges she has ever encountered in her life. She is a person of faith, so she knows how she should proceed.  Still, the new game board laid out in front of her has obstacles and events we can never really prepare ourselves for.

We cannot find our faith, until we conquer our fear. If we deny our fear, it will attach itself like a haunting specter, showing itself at the most inappropriate time.  Fear is the ghost in Pac Man that gets you, and takes away one of your lives.  It will be around the corner waiting for you, if you don’t face it head on, fully and move through it when it first presents itself. It will eat your faith for lunch and spit it out if you don’t anchor in and say “Be Gone Fear”.

As family and friends to someone who is in the throes of FEAR and TERROR striving to take ownership of their life, we need to quietly, gently, lovingly give them some cheat sheets until they can disentangle themselves from the fear game.   We need to give them a safe place to say what they are feeling. We need to allow them to know that we can understand why they would be afraid.  At the same time, we hold the faith for them for what is unfolding, until they can calmly join us at the FAITH table.   Our role is to hold the Highest Vision for them, but at all times be kind to the person whose hand we are holding.  They need our love more than anything else. They need to feel our alignment, not our judgment.  Love is the line that will bring them back to their knowing heart, and then we can feed them some faith, and give them some strength.

Faith means accepting what is, and still having faith. The only way to get there is to clear the fear monsters off the path.  We will never know where that faith beam is taking us, but faith says, okay I will give it a whirl. Take me that way.

Once we get on the faith path, we should never be wide-eyed enough to think that it is all daisies and bunny rabbits from this point on. Fears will keep showing up. We will get better at dispersing them. It will be essential we stop and re-fuel at the Faith Station on a regular basis.

Standing beside our loved one in crisis, the above is the best game plan. I have faith in that. Well, this and maybe dinner or a casserole.  Gifted food has healing powers. I am convinced of that as well.

faith in advance
Enjoy this fun and  perfect conversation volley about faith between Anne Lamott and Stephen Colbert.  It’s on Colbert’s page, so have to click here.


Quiet weekend. Still playing I SPY WITH MY SPIRITUAL EYE.
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Sometimes people get the mistaken notion that spirituality is a separate department of life, the penthouse of existence. But rightly understood, it is a vital awareness that pervades all realms of our being.
~~ David Steindl-Rast

BLISS FOLLOWER quick contest – The Art of Purring


This is my way of being resourceful and green.

Pick a post..any post. Leave a comment about the post…. Get an entry to win -  THE ART OF PURRING.. from the perspective of the Dalai Lama’s cat HHC  - mentioned in this Sundays’ Sunday Service in My Head.   Winner selected Sunday 1/12.

art of purring coverThe Dalai Lama’s cat is back – older, a bit wiser and as curious as ever.

“What  makes you purr? Of all the questions in the world, this is the most  important… Because no matter whether you are a playful kitten or  sedentary senior, whether you’re a scrawny alley Tom, or sleek-coated  uptown girl, whatever your circumstances you just want to be happy. Not  the kind of happy that comes and goes like a can of flaked tuna, but an  enduring happiness. The deep down happiness that makes you purr from the  heart.”

In  this book, the Dalai Lama sets for his lovable feline companion the  task of investigating The Art of Purring. Whether it’s the humorous  insights gained from a visiting Ivy League Psychology Professor, the  extraordinary research of a world-famous biologist, or the life-changing  revelations of a mystical yogi, His Holiness’s Cat encounters a wealth  of wisdom about happiness. And what she discovers changes the way she  sees herself forever.

With  a much loved – and growing – cast of characters from the local community  and His Holiness’s residence, as well as encounters with intriguing  strangers and celebrities from far and wide, The Art of Purring  will transport readers in another unforgettable story. Along the way  they will come to understand how elements of contemporary science and  Buddhism converge. And, once again, they will feel the warmth of  compassion and non-attachment that radiate from the heart of the Dalai  Lama’s teachings about our quest for enduring happiness.