3.9.2008

Time has lost its significance

I woke up this morning with the thought that I will be returning home only in a few weeks time. This thought hadn't entered my mind at all. The realisation of it came suddenly as I had completely lost track of time. I didn't know the date nor the day of the week. But I knew that it would only be in a few weeks time.

It wasn't a dreadful thought at all. I am ever so excited about returning, seeing my family and friends, walking my favourite walks in the city, the cafe and restaurants, practising yoga at the studio, discovering all my clothes again...Oh how much I missed wearing skirts! I realised that I hadn't been in a skirt since I left India.

So as the thought entered, so it left pretty quickly. Afterall I think I finally found true home, the one I carry with me all the time. Lucy would call that your midline, centre...One that stays grounded at all times.

And the excitement of teaching is nearing, getting my hands on sweaty bodies, passing on the teachings of John just as passionately...And the great friendships I've built, some short and yet so strong. It's weird to look back at the year gone, did it really go? Did it really lessen in anyway? Afterall time is irrelevant...

All I could feel was joy this morning:)