Twenty years ago I told my mother I was going to India by myself and that was a little alarming to her. My brother saved the day by being willing to accompany me and we had a great time together. Flash forward and now I am alone in India. Mom, you were right!
When my brother and I first arrived here, we went to Connaught Circle, the hub of the city. We were walking around this horrible, filthy, run down circle. I was watching the Indians spit out big wads of red betel nut juice which thickly colored curbs, corners and crevices, when a begging leper came up and touched my brother's elbow. Gary just turned and gave me a look I still remember vividly and said, Where have you brought me?
Guess what Gary? It's even worse and add in pollution that makes me wish I didn't need to breathe. Which begs the question of why would I choose Connaught Circle as my re-entry to India? Soul searching has begun. But to those of you who know me well, not to worry. For future outings, I'm hiring a guide. That said, I did find some peace and beauty at a temple and a park. But GET ME OUT OF DELHI!
...still, look at that photo. I'm in India!
2.06.2009
history repeats itself
Posted by marcie at 3:34 PM
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oh my marcie...i feel it in your words written. from breema intensive insights i see that the mind always wants stuff to put in its warehouse.... to know and be right about. then there is the moment...and if the mind, body, and feeling get to experience the truth of what is real now and now and now. it is a huge deal!!! to be supported to let go of all the knowing and be with the being is no joke. so i am here in oakland ca, doing breema to have that taste. YOU on the same hand are in INDIA with that same wish. Glad you had lots of those tastes here to remember yourself there. i miss u and love you lots. "the greatest understanding is self understanding". favorite self breema today! xoxxo kd
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