Have you ever traveled halfway across the earth but recognized almost every you met? Thats how India felt for me. I do it often--- where I travel to new places, places I've never been before, and spend SO much of my time wondering, "when did I meet this person before?" India was no different. From the cities to rural villages I was convinced that I must have, in someway, met people before. The thing I could most compare it to would be the wizard of oz--- where everything is so new and so different, but oddly familiar at the same time. I love that feeling. And I loved it at an intense amount in India.
It's almost silly how many pictures of my feet I take. (ALMOST silly). I mentioned this on instagram last year, but I've always done it. I even got a hateful comment(s) about it on my blog about 5 years ago. Long before the days of "from where i stand" posts and "looking down" hashtags. I just took pictures of the angles I saw best, and many times it just happens to be where I stop and take a minute to look down and see where I am. As I stepped into the Taj Mahal and looked down I thought, "well look where my feet took me now" --- years and years of taking photos of every moment-- magical and not and I was stepping my way into one of the wonders of the world. My own form of Oz-- my own form of dreaming magic.
I'm finally healing. Or I've been healing, but I finally feel less antsy about it. When I wrote last month about the feeling of needing more and wanting more-- I think what I was really looking for way my health. I mean, don't get me wrong, I absolutely, 100% want to feel a stronger connection with the sun and the earth beneath my feet-- I'll always be searching and striving for that. But for the most part I was just itching to feel more like me. To go through this journey and feel home again, to feel like myself again.
I can't wait to make it back to India one day. I can't wait to make it as many places possible one day. Even Marlowe turned to a friend of mine the other day and say, "my mama wants to go everywhere." She's right I do. I want to meet more of those familiar faces, to feel more of those strange connections where I spend every single minute asking myself, "how could I have met this person before? how is this possible?" I want to go everywhere. And stop every step of the way to document where I am, before I go somewhere else.
a marigold necklace and a cool breeze. hello to you too, india.
a welcome dinner to a south indian restaurant
a new rural village and new places to explore. My favorite village, nawalagar.
being warmly welcomed into the home of a stranger
outside in the warm sun. a lesson in in traditional family tie-dyeing.
a week of preparation for holi, the festival of color.
tuk tuk rides through the town.
when the temperature drops in unexpected places.
one of my favorite hotels. somewhere I plan to return to.
the night of holy eve with women I was lucky to meet and will forever remember.
wearing white, a day to celebrate.
just pretty. (never stop looking down)
a friend who stops to buy flowers--- for you too.
at the foot of the taj mahal-- where there is no dancing with your feet.
hidden magic everywhere in this place.
I hope you guys are all having an amazing week. I'm a bit up and down this week--- not uncomfortably so, but still aiming for more of that consistency I once took advantage of. You may have noticed that I've made a few changes on the blog--- nothing huge. I'm still just always trying to make this place more user friendly--- without paying someone thousands of dollars to really HTML and fix it up ;) Maybe one day. I ask from time to time, but if there is anything in particular you'd like to see (besides my feet), don't hesitate to ask! I've had a few questions/post ideas from readers about Marlowe's diet this week and I'm writing them all done to do--- soon!
Thanks for being here, friends. Happy monday!
ps. this post obviously made me go through my old photos of india. can I go back now?