India Speaks 12.04.24

Perhaps I’m somewhat mourning

How did I become someone else overnight

My center pierced

Sudden and fierce

Blood on the sheets burned into my mind

Strange the things that stick with us over time

You’d think the decision would be easy

But this web of connection is layered on thick

I’m caught here

In love and fear

Waiting for my fluctuating mind to finally stick

Strange how much I feel homesick

For a place I’ve only known a fraction of my life

Colorful mornings

Sense of belonging

The air thick with smog and botanicals

Life in India Chronicles

I could write never ending stories on its charm

Going behind the curtain is easy

Its like we put our lives on pause

Days tempered and breezy

Looking back I worry it was all just a dream

Maybe thats why the pull is so strong

I need to prove my worries wrong

This place of deep enrichment truly exists

It was rare 

I was there

I remember it all too well

Ok I couldn’t resist the swiftie moment

Letting go of everything I thought I knew

Embracing the unknown

Releasing all that I outgrew

Pujas set the stage for a new tone

Weightless in my feet, lightness in my heart

India is an explosion of art 

It speaks to you in all senses at once

Can you take it all in? 

Now I’m looking back. Now i am even more aware

What is pulling me? Is it truth or is it a dare?

India shifts into a fever dream

Did any of this really happen at all?

Its so easy to let it slip away ….

What does it mean to step forward with grace?

When I invite the demons to tea

Calm Comfortability 

With these monsters of the deep sea

We all eventually face ourselves