TRY: seeing your on life this very day as a journey and as an adventure.
Where are you going? What are you seeking? Where are you not.
At what stage of the journey have you come to? If your life were a book, what would you call it today?
What would you entitle the chapter you’re in right now?
I’m going to India.
I’m looking for peace and clarity. I’m seeking to quieten my mind and to achieve a goal I’ve set out to. I’m seeking internal discovery. Whatever form that may come in. No matter what that may be.
I’m not where I thought I’d be when boarding this plane from Heathrow to Delhi. I thought I’d be utterly smitten, my heart filled with love, a love for a man who loves me back and has flown me around the world to make me his. Is this what they call divine timing? That which rips me wide open, empties me out and prepares me to be refilled. As a dear friend just told me, “Sometimes the timing IS right.”
I’ve given 6 days to mourning the loss of this romantic love affair. A day for every month we knew each other. And now I’m done.
My India journey was never about anything but me and a promise I made to myself a year ago. I think to myself, what if I’d spent a portion of my trip being in touch with him, sharing with him. Only for things to crash and burn when I got back home, all the India experience undone. Taken from me. Sometimes the timing is right.
If my life was a book, today I’d call it: (as I always have and always will) “A dancer in the rain”
I’d call this chapter: Reset. India.
Trust the timing of your life.
India. Let’s do this.