13 February 2025
I can’t believe it has only been seven days—this week feels like an entire lifetime of experiences compressed into such a short span of time.
Today was quiet. Peaceful. Restful. Everything my soul has been craving.
I spent time with Lisa over lunch, sharing life stories and deep conversations. In just one afternoon, she already feels like a kindred spirit, someone I was meant to meet on this journey. I am grateful for her presence, her advice, and the support she has so openly offered.
Later in the afternoon, we sat in the tranquil garden, chatting with Guruji. He truly is an incredible person—kind, patient, and deeply loved by everyone who knows him. His presence carries a calm wisdom, and I feel fortunate to be part of the projects we will soon embark on with him (more on those later). His loyal German Shepherd, Seru, is a constant source of joy, bounding after birds and chipmunks before collapsing into Lisa’s lap for belly rubs.
In the early evening, one of the girls invited me to the health center, where I was treated to a full-body massage and a few minutes in the steam box. I hadn’t realized how much my body needed this—every ache from travel, every ounce of tension from the emotional rollercoaster of the past few days (and months), and even the lingering remnants of bronchitis seemed to melt away under Kanu’s skilled hands. As I lay on the large wooden table, breathing deeply, I could feel my muscles surrender and my soul quieten. How precious it is to be cared for in this way, to feel nurtured and welcomed so fully in such a short time.
This first week in India has unfolded in ways I never could have expected. I’ve had to breathe deeply, dig into my resilience, adapt quickly, and find my footing in unfamiliar surroundings. I’ve battled exhaustion and illness, yet despite it all, I know I am exactly where I need to be.
As I close my eyes tonight, I do so with a deep sense of peace, knowing that I have found a place where I truly belong.
