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I was living in Uruguay , where I was born. I was a soprano and was about to give a recital, accompanied by a quartet.
One day my father told me he had enjoyed talking to a young man who had come to the house and left us an invitation to a Christian Science lecture. I ended up going to this lecture with my wife, and since the lecture was interesting, I took down the address of a Church of Christ, Scientist.
I was a clown . I danced in variety theatres, music halls, and at the circus.
I was downtown in Karlsruhe, Germany , and was waiting for the tram at a trolley stop. A bookstall on a small nearby square caught my interest, and I wandered over.
I still remember the awe I felt during my first airplane flight, cross-country from San Francisco to Washington, D. C.
Many years ago I was host to a devout Muslim woman who had come to England from Algeria to improve her English while she was taking a course at a local college. We talked a lot, particularly about our religions.
I'd always wanted to be an ambassador or a diplomat, perhaps working at the United Nations or an embassy, so that I could contribute to making the world a better place. But because of other careers I had pursued, I finally realized one day that this just wasn't going to happen.
For me , prayer is seldom a matter of bowing my head in a quiet place (though that's nice when it happens). I don't believe there is a "right" way or place for prayer; God is bigger than any one denomination.
The Annual International Festival at Stanford University was just days away, and a friend of mine asked me and some other friends if we'd like to spend Saturday welcoming the international students and giving out free copies of the international newspaper, The Christian Science Monitor . That could be just the thing to help these students connect with news of their homeland, she said, and the cost in terms of time and money was minimal.
My husband Jamie and I were in the cereal aisle of the supermarket. A few feet away there was a coupon dispenser with a little flashing red light.