Author: manager

I am in the jungle in India.  My comma key has broken on my laptop. The chances of that getting fixed before I leave are: none.  So this will be a post devoid of commas.

So- I go for intensely long walks.  Preferably beachy ones.  Alone- where I can meander for hours and not see a soul.  I have been gifted this kind of solo experience time and again- even in busy locales.  Mexico. All over the Caribbean. California. Vermont.  Fiji.  India.  A thousand times by the Hudson river.  But my favorite is when I am far far away from home and no one knows where I am. There’s no sign of life for kilometers at a time and always the thought: if something happened- no one would know.  Totes morbid.

If we’re not Facebook friends, you might not know that I am currently in India for six weeks.  And a month at a place they call a university, but for all intents and purposes is an ashram.

So, 8 people were awakened this week here.  EIGHT.  As in:  buddha.  as in: permanently free from suffering.  

W H A T ? ?
THIS WEEK.