I've done a lot of things for a living. Right now I drive a bus.

My bus is small, designed for people with disabilities and the elderly who have trouble getting around town. So I get a chance to talk to my riders.

Last week, I picked up an older asian woman, and we had a long ride together. On the way, she played some music from her phone.

I didn't recognize the language, so I asked her what the lyrics said. Her English was broken, so we struggled to have a conversation about it, but she told me they were "prayers to God." She said they helped her "have a healthy mind and spirit." It was beautiful music and I enjoyed listening on the ride, even though I didn't understand the words. As a side note, she also told me she was Buddhist, so to say that "Buddhists don't believe in God" is too simple. Buddhism is far too diverse for those kinds of statements.

The encounter reminded me of an old co-worker I used to drive to work with. She is Hindu and the music she played in the car was often prayers/chants in the Hindi language. I found it beautiful.

Singing your prayers.