A Chance to Meet Ayya Jayati

I'm passing this along for anyone who can travel to France 03-08 August and is a Buddhist or has an interest in it.

My dear and wonderful friend Ayya Jayati will be speaking.

I got to know her very well when she was living/teaching at a vihara in the same Northern California town as me.

Her warmth, vast sense of humor and calming wisdom are a delight.

When chemo stole my hair, she joked that we had the same barber. (Buddhist nuns are bald.)

She is back in he UK, but we email and speak often. She is a definite part of my healing team.

I am unable to travel then, but if you do get to meet this lovely woman, be sure to tell her you are one of my "Cancer Tumor Humor" buddies.

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