In this piece the author recounts a story of a trip to meet the Dalai Lama. She elaborates on the lack of control she felt when arriving in India and letting go of the many questions she had before leaving for the trip. The author mentions debates about how to appropriately address the Dalai Lama in terms of whether to bow as a greeting or refer to the Dalai Lama by his accepted title. The author also refers to commonalities between Tibetans and the Jews longing for Zion. The author concludes by asserting that although the talks were at a surface level, there was a sense that the Jewish community had helped the Tibetan community and also that the Dalai Lama had a deep sense of awe for the richness of the Jewish tradition.