In Northern Italy, working on a farm with a lovely nutty crunchy granola family. Holding a baby who feeds me fists of peach. And what is more perfect than the blush of a perfectly ripe peach? Watching the duck family and listening to sheep, who sound like drunken sailors or disgruntled old men with garbled dentured speech.
On my way to Switzerland tomorrow for a Vipassana meditation course. 10 days of sitting with my own mind, in silence and without communication of any kind, including eye contact.
Sexy dress prohibited (a.k.a. tanks tops, leggings, etc.). For that matter, sex is prohibited. Luxurious bed prohibited for the second-timers. No technology, music, writing or reading material.
Doesn't this remind you just a tiny bit of rehab?
See you on the other side.
Good luck, and have a wonderful time, or at least an inspiring one : )
ReplyDeleteLove all your adventures!!!
Thank you! I love that blogging makes sharing these adventures possible . . . Life is a grand adventure, no matter where we are or what we're doing!
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