Okay, check another one off my list. I saw – and heard – the Dalai Lama myself. Live and in person…

I’m no theologian. Just ask my many priest friends. In fact, I’m one of those who can quote the Bible – in theory, not verse – because despite the many tries of my Episcopalian (but Baptist raised) mother who attempted to teach us the song for the books of the Bible (yes, in order) I never quite ‘got it.’ I still find myself using the Table of Contents to see which comes first – Daniel or Ezekiel. And can never quite quote chapter and verse, unless it’s something I had to memorize, like for instance John 3:16. Suffice to say, however, that the Spirit of years of teachings lives on in my daily life.

I’m an artist. And as I put my makeup on this morning, it struck me that a face is just like a canvas. I carefully apply foundation with a sponge, smoothing out the light coverage, to be sure there are no ‘lines’. I’ve gotten to the point (yes, I admit it) that I use a magnifying mirror that’s mounted on the wall next to my vanity. It keeps the eyeliner straight and thin, and the mascara where...