Mumbai. “Don’t drink the water” Don’t eat any fruit or vegetables” and “Don’t go out alone.” I did not want to go. I arrived in darkness but could see the largest slum in Southeast Asia edging the highway. Never in my life… Why didn’t I cancel this trip?
But perceptions are not always reality if you open your mind to a different view. As soon as I arrived, I was engulfed by the spiritual aura. Daily ceremonial ritual honoring tradition caused me to pause. Morning yoga worshipped the sunrise and closed her down with the ceremony of light. The rich, vibrant colors etched with gold grew more impressive with each glance Very quickly, my city of “don’t” became the city of “do.”
The culture of service was nothing I have ever experienced. Housekeeping wrapped my cell phone & laptop cords with small Velcro bands. The second day I noticed that someone had actually cleaned my hairbrush. (Of course, I was embarrassed that they felt the need to do so) Rose petals we arranged like flowers under my mirror. Humble. Inspiring. Peaceful. Spiritual. My soul was touched because I let it be.
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