Return from India

Last night I arrived "home" from India after two and a half days of almost non-stop travel. I'm a little tired, undoubtedly jet-lagged, and my ears have not yet fully popped, but it is so excellent to be back with Mike that all that pales into the insignificance that it is.

I fully intend to fill you all in on the trip in due time, just not this evening. Suffice it to say, for now, that it was wonderful, interesting, thought-provoking, inspirational, different from everything else in the world, and that I am deeply grateful for having had the opportunity to have made the trip. India is, to my eyes, a struggling nation. Its people are generally generous and kind, its culture is quite a mixed bag- ancient slapped up against modern, poverty against riches, ignorance against enlightenment, beauty against squalor. The Dera is another world within the confines of its Indian context, and it will be difficult to describe and do it any justice.

I did not take photos - I did not take the camera, for that matter. Whatever I report will be in my words, from my eyes, my heart, and my mind. I hope that this will be adequate to the job!

Good night for now, count your blessings, hold your loved-ones tight, and be the best person you know to be. With love to you all.