Gotta love moon days. A time for rest. A time for reflection. A time for sleeping in late when used to rising before the sun. Funny. Sleeping in is 7 am. Sad, but true.
Actually, I wouldn't want it any other way.
Wow. It feels great to be back in Mysore. When I first got here I had to ask...Why? Once settled, I totally understood.
Finally, I'm living. Living for today. The past is over. Even though some may try to suck me back in. To old hurt. To old pain. I feel I've come into a place of greater strength and acceptance. With everything, accepting what each moment brings has much to teach. No running. No trying to make something happen. Through it all, grace has a way of unfolding.
Grace. It's here. It's now.
With each step I take. I've come into a place of utter disbelief. Awe. That there is no place I would rather be. There is no other state I would rather be in. Life is full of tiny breakthroughs. Tiny miracles that reaffirm my faith.