The experience defies description. Utter calm, utter peace. Until someone belches, or sneezes, or farts.
But where there’s lack of safety, there’s usually a hero nearby.
I really didn’t want to do it. I was on a three-week vacation, after all, and didn’t want to do anything that resembled work. But I couldn’t say no to my dear friend Rengasamy when he asked me to give some public programs during my visit to Madurai, India in 2007. We knew each other…… Continue reading Moments of Glory in India
“What is your age?” He smiled, but all I could think was, huh?
“Mama died today at 5:49 pm.” I stared at the email message, feeling assaulted, punched in the gut. There was nothing gentle about those words, even though they also said my mother had not been in pain. I guess I was in pain—gazing at my IPad, lying alone on a bed in an apartment in…… Continue reading Transition
My thoughts have been everywhere lately. Like back in India, where I spent two months recently, just living and discovering the people and their lives in a neighborhood in Madurai. I was pulled…