Stuff all around the house, partially packed. I'm not bring much because I'll be wearing the same thing for three weeks.
Finished the typhoid meds, ug. Packed antibiotics, malaria meds and xanax (natch) for the 36 hour plane ride with stop overs, gha..... did I ever say I'm claustrophobic? Well I am a smidge. So riding in a jumbo jet with 120 other people AND if I should be stuck in the center aisle, well you get the picture. They do let you watch a bunch of first run movies on a wee screen but that gets old after a while.
Will I be warm enough? Will I be too hot? Will I go crazy sitting and walking for 14 hours a day? Will the dharma teacher be sweet or severe or cranky? Will my fellow retreatants drive me crazy? Will I drive myself crazy?
All will be revealed.
For the benefit of all beings, I go forth.
And bless all the beings who are marching on January 21st in DC and all over the country. I am there in spirit. It's historic, women.
My daughter is going to DC with her bud Traci. Go represent, ladies.
2 comments:
I keep thinking about this trip you are about to make and I have to admit that for me, it would be about the last thing on earth I would ever do. BUT I completely understand that it is what you NEED to do. As well as want to do.
I can't wait to hear what it was like. How it was for you.
And remember- you are loved.
Well, I admit that the plane trip sounds nightmarish, but maybe you can pull out all your pre-Zen powers and make it go by quickly? I pray that you will sleep, enjoy a movie or two or three and sleep some more. Safe travels you dear woman. I can't wait to hear all about this fantastic adventure. I'll be marching in Los Angeles! Pussies roar!
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