Ambiguity (a final poem about my trip to India)

Ambiguity   So, why did you go to India? To help, to shop or for faith?  To see where I was born.   And did you visit the ancient temples? Yes, and the mosques and the missionary churches.   And … Continue reading

Musoorie Crow (a poem)

up here we barely flap our wings warm drafts from the valleys pull through the foothills that roll in endless succession fold into each other rough-cut emerald cabochons rounded by the wheels of time burnished by tireless winds I ride … Continue reading

From 10,000 Weddings to 10,000 Villages

From Agra we travel to Moradabad, where I was born at a Salvation Army Hospital. We arrive at our hotel in the afternoon and are informed that one of those 10,000 weddings I’ve mentioned will be taking place in the … Continue reading

10,000 weddings in one day (a visit to the Taj Mahal)

April 24th is the most auspicious day to be married in India. Our driver tells us that 10,000 weddings will be happening on the day we depart from Jaipur, heading to Agra. Whether this is fact or fiction we are on … Continue reading

Driving into Jaipur: 10% brakes, 10% horn, 80% luck

My best advice to anyone traveling in India is to hire a driver. One like Shri Rana Ji, who can navigate the lanes like a king salmon up river against all odds, currents and competitors while stopping on a half … Continue reading

Dog tired in Delhi

Arriving at the new New Delhi airport we are met by Susan’s son Jonah and Whitney, his girlfriend, who have been traveling and volunteering in India since September. Jonah is a devotee of Ama, a guru known through out the … Continue reading