I always intend to write about a place in the moment. Or at least that day or right when I return home. It seems it takes some time for certain places to soak into my cells before I can articulate my experience of them. Such is Ireland. India, on the other hand, being so totally … More I Think I might Be Home
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
Day 12 – This morning my mind was like a restless, whiny child working every angle to get out of doing chores. My chore? Meditation and yoga. It went a little something like this: I have a headache. I don’t think yoga is good for my knee. The floor is too cold. We should be … More Until Next Time, Coimbature
Day Ten: We started our day with meditation at Purer Temple at 6 am. The significance of this temple is its connection to Swami Satchidananda. This was his temple. On the way there Swami Divyananda shares a little about the temple, emphasizing that it is small and not nearly as grand as some of the … More Blessings Abound
Along the roadside, especially in the villages this was a common site. Women walking, many of them barefoot, in colorful clothes, carrying various things atop their heads.