you and His Holiness." She was so happy. She met the appropriate people and His Holiness agreed to accept the puja. But dearly wanting to make a personal offering, she first visited a local cave (of Tilopa, Naropa? I can't remember). She asked the monks for a vase, picked up a rock and squeezed it - and from it dripped clear yellow nectar, filling her vase to the brim. At the puja His Holiness accepted it and drank every drop. Wow. Rinpoche and Khandro-la in France in October. ---- Now I'm in Boston - but before starting my job here on December 1 I spent a few days with friends in New York, where I flew to from Amman. Nothing special: just relaxing, walking, enjoying the vibes. But the night I arrived at the airport I took another flight first, to Syracuse, where I stayed the night with my dear friend Joyce Smith. The next day we spent a few hours with her dear husband, and my friend, James Moore, who has spent something like 54 years in prison. He is the dearest man who has spent his life studying and working for others. The obstacles to his release seem as immense as they are incomprehensible. In January Joyce has another hearing in her years-long efforts to have him released, as he should be. Many prayers for their success! A painting of Lama Tsong Khapa by James Moore that he offered Liberation Prison Project in 2001. Joyce Smith, James, and