
Journey to Mumbai
My sister Cherie and I arrived in Mumbai, India, late on October 11th. Cherie skillfully picked a hotel a few meters from the beach. Joyfully, we walked on the beach

My sister Cherie and I arrived in Mumbai, India, late on October 11th. Cherie skillfully picked a hotel a few meters from the beach. Joyfully, we walked on the beach

We slept well and got up around 4:30 am to pitch dark. It is now daybreak at 6 am, with the roosters reminding the community that it’s time to wake

We arrived in Fort Kochin this afternoon, checked into the Fort House Hotel for a quick refresh. After a short stop, I gathered the group, and we travelled in two

When I saw Anthony this morning, ready to drive us to Thekkady, the well in my heart opened up. I realized how much I missed everyone and the experience at

We started our first day with coffee asana- coffee at 6 am, for the sleepy heads. Morning practice accompanied by mist, monsoon rain and thunder strikes. We arrived in the

Today is my 67th birthday and I feel so blessed to be here celebrating with friends. I feel energized and relaxed as I review a year of travel to India,

Diwali is the main celebration for Indian people. The festival of lights symbolizes the victory of good over evil. Let us all be keepers of light, sharing love, compassion, and

Living in the rainy jungle has its charm. I confess that I was tired of the relentless heat over the summer and fall both at home and in Tokyo. The

The last few days have been full and rich. Two days of silence at meals and through the day were an opportunity to disconnect from electronics and conversations with others.

We are approaching our final day of the retreat, and I am feeling sorrow welling up—water behind the eyes and the pain of saying until next year. I spoke with

Every day I am called down around 2 pm for lunch. Mama Bhakti cooks for the whole family and gives me a huge portion as well. Today is fresh kingfish with curry and rice…

As each day rolls into another, I find it difficult to differentiate time between days, weeks, and the end of this month. I feel grounded in the present, dipping into the past and looking to the future…

First of all, a big thank you to all of you who support my journey. I acknowledge all of you for going that extra mile and picking up where I left off. My deepest gratitude to my best friend of 30 years…

Moon day is a very significant time to rest, pause, and reflect on which direction or path you are choosing. The richness and fullness lie in the ordinary experience – acknowledging the sacredness…

It is Monday morning, and I have lived here for one week. So much and yet so little has transpired in a week. Marjim, Goa, is a smaller village with tourism as its main source of income…

I was delighted to be honoured by my hosts on my birthday by being dressed in a Sari, sung happy birthday, and fed cake by all of the sisters-in-law. Stretching my limits way past bedtime…

It is festival time here in Marjim, Goa, where the people celebrate all the gods – if you are Hindu, of course. I am staying in a guest house of a family which includes Mama Bhakti, Babba Papa…