Enroute to India
Of course, my final week is spent finishing up work projects and running around like a chicken with its head cutt off. My anxiety was wracking me and I found myself crumbling too many days in a row. Chris came and spent the week with me. He went to work to and from my place and then would make me dinner and run errands with me. I am so grateful for his silent support. I said it before.. “quiet strength”.. that is him for sure. Self assured, not flashy, unassuming, consistent, supportive and patient. Everything I need in my psychotic free falling state.
bumped into Esther at sfo as we headed out on our separate and exotic adventures. We shared a glass of wine as we waited for our flights. Bummed about our non shared experiences but love that we share this love for travel and adventure.
15 hours of flight time and 6 hours in Dubai. Emirates is a great airline. Clean comfy and great amenities for economy tickets. I slept a little, worked a little, and watched two bollywood films. as much as I like, I feel that there is no way to prepare myself for what I am about to experience. As best as I can, the only way is to just jump in.
Conversations with the guys prove that this thing has grown in the right direction, with the right people. I feel like we are well balanced in our gifts and strengths. I have a few moments when I need reminded of what mine are, but I know I have a lot to contribute. As long as I can have an open heart, and open mind,patience and kindness, I am good to go.
I have a few reservations about details that I don’t fully understand, things that seem sketch or political, but I have to remind myself of what I am here for, what started this path and that it is actually happening. I felt India calling my name a year ago and here I am. What do you have for me life?! what do you have for me..
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