Today was all about the Prince of Bhutan.
Yes, the Prince of Bhutan.
Bhutan is a small country way up in the Himalayas, near Tibet and Nepal.
Bhutan is reputed to be the happiest place on earth.
The Prince’s brother is the King.
What does the Prince of Bhutan have to do with me and Dallas?
You’ll have to wait to find out.
Today was weird.
Through circumstances which will have to wait for the film, I found myself outside the big Cathedral in downtown Dallas.
It’s called the Cathedral Guadalupe. It was built in 1895.
The Indian astrologer had said that I should go to the biggest church I could find, to let the Gods know that I was being respectful.
I’d forgotten that he’d told me that, and only remembered when I happened to drive past this magnificent old church.
I parked and walked inside.
The Cathedral was enormous, with exquisite stained glass windows and an elegantly simple altar.
It had a powerful vibe.
I meditated at the altar, and that’s when the Prince of Bhutan kicked in.
I can’t say more at this stage.
I’m not being cute, and I’m not joking.
Today the sky was bright blue, the air sharp and crystalline.
Perfect for beneficial cosmic rays.
The motel owner’s name is Nick.
He has teeth like a Port Jackson shark.
They changed the towels.
I like this place.
But I like Bhutan better.
It’s a happy place…