As It Is, So It Is

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The silence in the hall is almost palpable. I breathe in and breathe out imagining my breath is a soothing balm easing my tiredness and frayed nerves. The physicality of the ground and the meditation stool beneath me are reassuringly supportive as too is the silence which acts as a comfortable, comforting cushion of air I can lean in to. Thirty other souls are here too, sitting, breathing, being. Nothing to do and nowhere to go, just sharing a silent space. Continue reading

Riverside Rest

We were in need of a break.  A few days to pause and rest, ideally in a place with some space, greenery and please … a bit of quiet.  Ideals don’t always exist in India and the images that I create in my mind from reading travel guides do not always match the reality.  But on this occasion the description of Orchha fulfilled the hopes I had harboured.  A mediaeval city, with a magical tiered palace, soaring temple spires and grand sandstone cenotaphs.  A wide boulder strewn river, green fields and refeshingly clean air.  An India I had yearned for but feared did not exist. Continue reading