Tiruvanamalai

Many an ashram. Many a beggar. If you stray down the road, there will be much honking going on. You might have to do some major dodging as you make your way from one side of a street to another.
Coffee and Puri for breakfast, for 20 rps. Sadhus will try to get a few too, and children like their mothers will stretch their hands for a few coins.
This is India. This is the land of altars in every street corner, and so much more.
Be happy.
Seeking

The road of a thousand wonders

As the roads takes us by the hand, across the unknown, at time unpleasant, at times surprisingly inspiring, we are invited to keep our eyes opened. Stepping beyond the comfort zone, we stretch and find out that what we thought was all there was, is nothing but a sand dune, a curve on the path of our lives.
Today, I entered Tiruvanamalai, Shiva's mountain is nearby, and Ramana's Ashram is even closer. But first things first, and laundry is the priority, then some internet to connect with those I miss, and after that, well after that, magic takes place, wonders happen, and the heart is too eager to find out what is around the corner.
Be well, and allow for surprises to happen.
Sending warmth your way