A Thailand Tale – Motor-scootering through the Veil

A total stranger just loaded me on the back of her motorscooter behind her and her 2 year old son, and drove me up and down the streets of Phuket, trying to find my yoga class. And wouldn’t even accept a penny!

Trips to Thailand, yours and MyLand

it’s amazing being in a Buddhist country, where the sound of Ohm seems to permeate the air, coming out of the establishments I pass as I walk down the street.

I can feel my inner (subliminal, accidental) american attitudes become so glaringly blatant … and then just melt away…

It is a surrender of the density of intensity and anxiety that cakes us like a silent shroud in the states, no matter how much effort we put in to cope with it