by Susan Dunlap

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ISBN-13: 9780727885227
Publisher: Severn House Publishers
Publication date: 10/01/2015
Series: A Darcy Lott Mystery Series , #6
Edition description: First World Publication
Pages: 194
Product dimensions: 5.40(w) x 8.60(h) x 0.80(d)

About the Author

Susan Dunlap has taught yoga, worked as a paralegal, and been part of the private investigative defence team in a capital murder case. She is a founding board member and former president of Sisters in Crime. As well as the Darcy Lott mysteries, she is the author of the Jill Smith, Veejay Haskell and Kiernan O’Shaughnessy series. She lives near San Francisco.

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Every morning after zazen we chant the Heart Sutra, the heart of the very long sutra that puts into words that which cannot be described in words. In a well-being ceremony we do the same thing, add a dharani—short section of a sutra—and dedicate the merit of the chanting to the sick person. Is there merit in chanting? I don't know. Does the effect of the chanting float beyond the walls of this room? Beyond influencing what we do on the other side of the zendo doors? I don't know. But today, when our voices—Snell's included—raggedly chanted the Heart Sutra: form is no different from emptiness, emptiness no different from form that comfort was enough.
Then Snell said to the group, "I'm Officer Snell. I need a moment of your time before you leave."
And I added, "Please leave the zendo before you speak to the Officer."
Seven faces showed displeasure. It was already 7:50. Tempus fugit in the work world. And in the world of the laid back, no one wants to talk to a cop before breakfast. People hurried to the hall to ask Snell for a pass.
I waited till they left, trimmed the candle, sifted the ash, straightened the altar for the evening sitting. I aligned the zabutans.
I walked near-soundlessly—we're good at that in the zendo—to the door and pressed my ear against the crack.

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