A trip to India always leaves me in a state of bliss –  so like the Holy cows of Mysore, with their long lashes and eyes that blinks,  oh, so consciously, lying in the middle of traffic yet, so safe, so protected, so unaffected.

I greet my days with holy cow serenity.

My happy glow lights up a room!

Peace of mind  for ever and again!

The flu virus must have noticed me too!

Worst of all I have to post-pone my yoga teachings for ten days and soon found my mind lost again in questions with no answers.

‘keeping my bags packed.

I want to glide the winds above the white clouds to the land where everything is possible.

For now, I escape under the soft duvet cover –
keep your cool, holy cow dear!

My yoga mat ‘dusty…

India  waiting –

I blink, oh so consciously and turn out the lights.

The moon is hanging – as it always has –

Everything is in place…

..going to find my way..