On the path

Every day I am presented with more proof that I have made the right decision. There is no doubt. This is my path.

I feel incredibly blessed and grateful. To have faith in the process, that is the key. To breathe deep and take one day (second, minute, hour) at a time.

I am astounded by the people I have surrounded myself with. Friends who never cease to amaze me, to inspire me, to make me smile from the inside out.

You: my family, my chosen family, my beautiful friends. The support and love you have shown me fills me up with the brightest light. Thank you for coming with me on this ride.

The flight is booked. April 3rd is the day. A one way ticket to Delhi and I am on my way.

The Date

The journey began when I made the decision to head back to India. Actually, the journey began the second I returned from India.  The pulling, the nudging, the poking, the prodding.  Inner voice? Divine Mother? Spirit guides? Who knows.  All I know is that I have to go back.  

And six weeks from now, I will be. India. India.