Tag: india
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Fountain of Youth
“Travel can slow the aging process, new study says” states The Washington Post. “The positive experiences associated with trips – the social interactions, mental stimulation, physical activity, and healthy cuisines – can delay the aging process, the scientists say.” When I traveled to India earlier this year, after several years of not traveling internationally post…
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Join me in India
I leave for India in less than a month. I know how transformational India was for me the first time I went and that is what fueled my passion to bring people to this amazing and complex country. We have 2 spots left for our trip next month to India. We know you’re out there…
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Tuning In in India
In India, I experience the gamut: giddy laughter, loving kindness from strangers, heart connection, unexpected friendships, communion with cows, encounters with monkeys, blaring horns, sublime sunsets. What I don’t think I have conveyed is the journey within to deep stillness – the Gift of Presence – that has been my India. Words really don’t do…
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Good Vibe Tribe
“I love your Welcome Packet, but what is the actual ‘Vibe’ of this trip?” the latest registrant of Enlightened India asked. What a great opportunity for me to stop and think about how to answer this question. How to best describe this journey to India I’m co-leading this November? It isn’t just a yoga trip. It…
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Find Me in India
If I should die soon Tell my children to look for me in India. In the prayer bells Ringing out over the Ganges, In the tablas beating their rhythm over the loud speakers, As the red sun melts into purple sky. Look for me on the sand bar in Benares As the dogs creep closer…
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Go With The Flow…
Udaipur, November 2015. Traveling in Udaipur. Early morning breakfast. Nice looking man nods good morning and asks waiter for coffee “now”. Soon he is talking to the two men eating breakfast with their baby. A conversation starts up and the coffee drinking man says he lives in Santa Cruz. The couple say they are from…
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Grandfather, India
Grandfather, India I was twenty six years old when I saw the Himalayan Mountain range for the first time. I remember how abruptly it rose from the rice paddies like a row of hands signaling “STOP!” “You shall not pass here.” There is a reason the Hindus believe their gods reside in the these mountains.…
