I met a buddhist monk on the streets of Auckland. He followed me around the town, talking to me about his spiritual path. He spoke about his life, celibacy, and devotion to God. When he left he handed me a book on Buddhism. I still have it to this day. I met a hippie...
An Ode to the Faces She Makes I didn’t think dogs could really smile until I met Lola. While I grew up with dogs and I remember them having distinct expressions, I don’t remember them grinning from ear to ear, or rolling their eyes at me, or looking really...
