Dear Friends ~ In our quiet little forested niche amid a uniformly gray sky, it has been raining for enough days to wonder how Noah might have felt waiting for dry land. So much of what happens in the world bespeaks sorrow and loss- parents and children wrenched apart, floods and volcano eruptions, fathers and sons taking their own lives in despair. Yet into this mire, Archbishop Tutu and the Dalai Lama have dared to offer THE BOOK OF JOY. This is no "self-help 10 steps to happiness" manual. Between South African apartheid and Tibetan exile, these two have honed their wisdom in a crucible of painful reality. It is wisdom well worth pondering, rooted in deep compassion and liberally sprinkled with humility and friendship. If we are made for joy, how do we live it?
The truly wise have a inner joy that is like a fire; it warms the world.
can only reveal itself to us
when we've transformed it, within.
I support you;
You support me.
I am in the world to offer you peace;
You are in the world to bring me joy.
I am but two days old."
What shall I call thee?
"I happy am,
Joy is my name."
Sweet joy befall thee!