TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA

This afternoon I was sharing my book with a group of women I enjoy, admire, and respect. It was my first book talk/book signing since the book was released just 3 days ago, and I felt some anxiety about the subject matter. After all, a book about continued consciousness in the afterlife could easily be met with resistance or challenge. I had never had a discussion about that topic with them so I didn’t know what they believed. Since everyone has their own version of what that might be like, or maybe even not, I felt I needed to assure them that it was my story, my interpretation, and my certainty based on my evidence. I even told them that my fear of a negative reaction was why I had been afraid of writing that book in the first place. I gave them my assurances that I wasn’t there to change their beliefs, but to share mine. My desire was if they felt inclined to believe in consciousness after the death of the body, my story could give them more evidence and therefore hope and comfort. I was lucky enough today to sit with this group of warm, caring women who allowed me to share comfortably and easily, making me truly blessed. Safe friends are the best!