Homesickness...

Here I am, April 1, ten days from that sweet 16 hour ride home. I'm so glad I stayed this long.  I am SO ready to go home. First thing in the morning tomorrow we are off to Rajasthan, to see Delhi and Agra.

This week consisted of waking up at 630 every morning, spending an hour doing meditation, sun salutation yoga, head and elbow stands and positive affirmation rituals. Me. A person who wakes up and has a ritual. No, no alien has stolen my body or anything. I downloaded the Bikram yoga class and I am getting killed for 90 minutes every evening. I am starting to tone up and it's so satisfying. Yoga forever!  Oh and ya, I'm totally addicted to Six Feet under these days. What a show!

I ask myself often if this radical change happened because I wanted it deep in my soul, or because I am  tired of living an anxiety filled unhappy existence and this was the only way I could kick start it. I think a bit of both. I knew I could not do it without help and I found it here.  I could not have learned to love myself without the teachers and my friends drilling it into me every day.  People loved me here that knew me only for six weeks, which has to mean I am a pretty cool person.  Now that I have self respect I view the world in entirely a different way. I will never look back into my past except to appreciate the lessons I've learned along the way.

I am not that person anymore. Looking forward to posting some pics of the next leg of the trip.....keep you posted.

                                                     xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo