This week, Lisa and I headed to our local Buddhist temple (more like a chapel within a community center). Like so many weekly adventures, we were welcomed with open arms. The attendees wanted to tell us about their religion – but without that feeling of someone trying to recruit you. We were offered coffee and donuts and lots of smiles. The service was predominantly a chanting of scriptures (see picture) but the book alone taught us about the different variations of Buddhism – and some of the fundamental beliefs. You can never know too much about what other people believe – and what makes them tick.