Caught Under Her Spell.

 I really miss India. I am so thankful I was able to experience it. Smokey air, ancient ruins, snake charmers, monkeys, elephants side by side with Mercedes, sultans, lepers, lice and gold. Women draped in shimmering bold colors, men in turbans, statues and shrines kept in every nook as a reminder to strive for a pure life, we are each only a soul. Wounded dogs, camels, horses, goats, cows, pigs. cats all running in the streets. Motorcycles like swarms of bees. It is at once dazzling, overwhelming, your spirit in an instant being broken and made whole.  You know in a moment who you are in the world.

I cannot wait until I can visit her again.

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