Church Rock

Sacred Sunday: On a tall, giant rock in the middle of Lake Bled in Slovenia, sits a church. There are nearly 100 steps from the water to the first landing of this church. Inside, its history is meticulously maintained. Original art fading in places, statues of saints that have been excavated on the property lean … More Church Rock

Travel Bug

I was bitten, I suspect, by the wanderlust bug as a child playing in the backyard in my bare feet in early spring. While my physical body was bound by fences and threats from my mother not to leave the yard, my nimble imagination was free to explore every corner of this piece of earth. … More Travel Bug

Moved by Mooji

Rishikesh, India — March 2016 Today, after meditation and yoga we walked south, past the Indian man chanting into a microphone in front of a movie camera, beyond the women washing clothes in the Ganges, through an alley and onto a road to see Mooji. The line seemed terribly long, but we had heard they … More Moved by Mooji

Magical Mystery Tour

Rishikesh, India 2016 I was never a huge Beatles fan. I have nothing against them, I was just born about 5 minutes past the mania. But the “Beatles’ Ashram”? I fell in love with that. Somewhere south of the center of Rishikesh, India, the ashram can be found. For us it was across the Ganges on a boat then … More Magical Mystery Tour

Blue Bird Day

It was 43 degrees in middle Florida this morning, so naturally I should go for a walk. I pulled on my longest pair of capris, shoved my feet into the shoes that just took me around India and Eastern Europe, wrapped my body in no less than four layers – since I was certain the … More Blue Bird Day

Parsing the Light

Sometimes the spirit is so bright it must be concealed in a coating of grime to protect it. Or perhaps to protect others. I have seen the truth of this in India. It is threatening, this light. It is not easily understood, only because we seek to understand it. It is meant to be experienced … More Parsing the Light

Ganga Ma

 Each morning, we walk the short distance to the banks of the Ganges to sit in meditation for nearly an hour. Along the way we pass the sleeping shirtless man, in his makeshift permanent tent, with his dogs; an open manhole cover; and a giant mama pig rooting for breakfast as her pile of 5 … More Ganga Ma

Expect Nothing

I am back in Rishikesh. We have some fences to mend, this town and I, and so far Rishikesh is winning. Expectation is a funny thing. We are staying in an ‘upscale’ hotel that is the sister hotel from our last visit. It is not nearly as nice. We have no real closet or place … More Expect Nothing

This Is No Vacation

Sitting across from my financial planner I finally got it. (First let me allow that sentence to soak in. I am not in any way someone who would normally have a financial planner. I have nothing to plan with. He is, however a very nice fellow I met at a networking group five or so … More This Is No Vacation