Solo in Delhi

Happy International Women's Day to all the strong, beautiful, intelligent women in my life! I love you all. 

Once again, I find myself alone... but this time in New Delhi, India. There have been some unfortunate events (a plane crash at Kathmandu airport) that have led to my friends leaving early this morning to take a 30-40 hour bus ride to Nepal to start their trek. Luckily I am in a very safe area of Delhi at the Moustache Hostel. It is about 8:30am... woke up to see my friends off and just had breakfast while mingling with other travelers. It is so inspiring to hear about their adventures-- some people traveling for a year or even more, seeing the world. Met another American from Washington D.C. this morning who is only in India for 2 weeks. The holy city of Varanasi brings him here. I was telling him about my experiences on the farm, the Ashram and my current/future plans to give back to communities in India. He told me that my journey "put his to shame"... while is just here to have fun, I am changing the world. 

I wish more people that traveled here as tourists found a desire to help rather than looking at the poverty dead in the face and continuing to do nothing about. But I guess that everyone has a different calling. This just happens to be mine. Direct action and direct change. I wouldn't see it any other way. 

Anyway, I thought that I would be so nervous being in this city alone but I feel okay with it. It is a good day to reflect in solitude (but not really in solitude because there are so many people here at this hostel) about the last month and the next seven weeks ahead. Early tomorrow morning, I catch a flight to Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, India to reunite with the one I love and the beautiful Shanti Ashram. This has been a rough month for all of us... being sick multiple times. I anticipate the next month being much better, simply by being in the same place for 3.5 weeks in a city (just outside a city) I am somewhat familiar with. 

Time for some job/soul searching...