When is she going to write about India?
2 weeks in India and 2 weeks to settle back in.
I’ve been back in Tulsa since January 11th and tbh it has taken a lot to process the trip and my reentrance back into regular life.
2 weeks for Haroldo to air his grievances.
As I wrestle with mine.
Make no mistake, India is amazing.
It almost left me speechless but now that I’ve had time to process my experience, I suppose I could spare a few words.
It’s the least that I could do.
India blew my mind. It’s as if it opened up and cradled me into it like a newborn. I feel very blessed by every person that I met during this trip. To put it short, I was having a great time at almost every moment of my 2-week trip.
What was different?
2 things:
Indian people
My own raw surrender to the experience
Indian People
Are the most hospitable people that I have encountered yet.
Everywhere I went, people treated me like I was part of their family, maybe even better than family. I don’t mind being a passive observer of a culture but I’ve never felt so included by people before. I was touched by the kindness of everyone that I met and honestly feel indebted to the people for the experience that I had.
I needed to get out.
But sometimes as we all know ‘answers only make more questions’.
I felt myself let go on this trip and just be open at every moment to whatever experience I was going to have. I felt relaxed, I enjoyed myself, I sauntered.
I reminded myself to “not write the narrative” and just see what was going to happen.
A relief.
I returned
Safely and with a deep swell in my heart for everything, everywhere, all at once.
I charge on
Plotting on the next.
Scheming and daydreaming of beach days and dancing.
I just finished “The War of Art” by Steven Pressfield, it gave me some much needed reminders.
Oh India
I’ll come back and flounce around again.
Where to next?
I have a stint in Memphis for February. I’ll be salsa dancing and hanging with granny. It’s always a chill time and conducive to writing.
