india

I wake early- 

Sunrise - I think to tut tut to the Singh temple for sunrise- 

Sahri blowing in the wind, wraps me 

Covers me, the thickness of india

Sweat

Spice

Smiles

Eye contact is abundant as is traditions.....

How there always seems to be a uniform lobby man, ready to slip into the elevator when, I, a blond American woman, or just woman, ends up in an elevator with a man.....

I forgot how accepting people are of the money you offer them, reminds you to put the scale off the table and just value eachother

And I do so.....

Grateful to be here with my children

And I am excited to release them to my children

Of the world....

Namaste-

-karen