The grace of being a peg moved to the other side of the globe, placed at the feet of a humble, enlightened Soul, encouraged to sit, and frozen in space while an energetic, composition mysteriously unfolds. Wow! India and my inner time continues to humble and blow my socks off simultaneously. I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried. The white, woman walking is still walking, white, and a woman.
Day One of Navratra 2018