Rishikesh has done her work. She has helped me let go of the story of the fire. And that’s all it is really, a story. The facts are: there was a fire 10 flights below me; it filled the hotel with smoke; the fire was extinguished; no one was hurt. That’s it. All the … More Story Time
Growing up a vanilla Methodist, the word sanctuary simply meant that place in church where the minister would drone on and on forever. It’s where I sang in the choir – a mostly social event for me – took communion, and sat on hard benches waiting for the day when I could make my own … More Sanctum
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
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
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
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
Awoke at 3 AM and just decided to get up and make some coffee. Ah, jet lag. Having been down this Inidan road before, I send a little prayer up to Starbucks for providing the world with instant coffee. I will migrate to chai later this morning when it is offered. I love chai, but … More Over the River and Through the Woods
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
There is a freedom in travel. I ache for it at times. I am without appropriate words to help my husband understand why I must continuously leave him for places that are sometimes dirty and dangerous. I can’t explain why I would gladly snatch the free ticket to almost anywhere out of the hand that … More I Wonder as I Wander
Day 15 continued – And Rishikesh said, “You are done shopping.” As Karin, Dayalan and I head out to shop we try, really, really try, to ignore the approaching grayish-black cloud over the mountain. It won’t be ignored. We shrug it off – ’cause that’ll make it go away – and head down to the river … More Cows Don’t Like Rain Either
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