From the Clouds to the Sea "Not I- not anyone else, can travel that road for you. You must travel it for yourself.” Whitman

Home is behind me now, but I have landed in another. A beautiful farm house in the country of New Jersey, where Cicadas are in full force and the air is heavy with summer storms. I have been visited by an early morning Bear foraging for berries and grubs, further reminding me that home is behind. If only Bears still foraged our back yards in California. This is a wonderful place to transition for the journey ahead, home yet not, Family but not the those that I see often, and a place to take a deep breathe before the plunge. My whole body is bursting with life. Doubt, excitement, fear, love, wonder and awe. Not to mention the overwhelming feeling that I'm smaller than a electron in an atom, an atom called Earth. When measured I'm there but when not I'm everywhere. I'm doing my best to keep myself sure, I know I will need the strength and reserve of self, of measurement to stay whole at this moment. Staying focused on this path is my goal not the end, and reminding my self of this will be a big task as I move further down it. For now I will focus on being here, this beautiful home away from home, with only a hand on the doorknob to a door with India on the other side. I will let you know when I open it....