Hyderabad India

I wake up in the middle of the night and do not know where I am.

daily blessings

I am in a world where servants are the norm and aknowledment is not;

where bright sari's stand out in high relief against the dirty grey backdrop of the city, like colorful umbrellas on grey seattle days;

where roads are rough and full of holes,

crowded with peddler's carts, scooters, bicycles, motorcycles, cars and busses,

weaving around chuck holes and pedestrians,

honking at one another in a perpetual chorus of chaos;

Where 100 children, of all ages, play contentedly together on a small patch of walled earth;

where the festival of Diwali is Martinmas, Christmas and the fourth of July all wrapped into one!

Diwali at home

I am in a world where time is an experience, not a commodity;

where waiting is expected and where social custom and connection have more value than perceived efficiency;

I am in a world where the sacred IS the every day;

where men sleep barefoot outside of the airport.

I am in a world where I am treated like an honored guest.

I am adjusting to the constant, vibrant, sensory stimulation, and to the middle of the day being in the middle of the night and visa versa.

WOW!

I will add photos when I can.

love to all

Diwali at the Diksha school

Holy Cow

Monkey Business