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| 2 catepillar hill |
| 01.29.05 (3:48 am) [edit] |
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namaste.... ~ ~ ~ ! ! ! my home now is on a stretch of deserted beach just outside of puri, on the bay of bengal, in the state of orissa. it is neatly tucked behind a sandy dune blanketed in soft pine needles..my porch is a large, sandy plateau overlooking the sea...we wash our dishes and get our drinking water from the sweet lake just at the bottom of the knoll, resplendent with water grasses and plants, and a soft moss that makes a wondeful cloth for washing, mixed with sand to remove the food debris charcoal from the fire. the lake is on the way to the sea, where we bathe and swim, and play in the surf under the moonlight. our neighbors are a family of sqeaky-toy birds, two magnificent ravens, and a whole colony of catepillars. days are spent with yoga, reading, cooking, swimming, and exploring the universe. i delight in the sea life and its mysteries...the shellyfish that come ashore with the tide and bury into the sand, body first, then shell, the periscope..the scurrying crabs that run to the holes or sea, depending on the tide..and the millions of newborn prawn burrowing in the wet sand or hopping onto my feet. we rise and rest with the sun, noam rising first at 4:30 for meditation, then the sun peaks out about 6:30, and i rise shortly after. i love sitting on the porch. peace and tranquility are the order of the day. short and sweet..dial-up connections in puri are a reminder to not spend too much time in front of the computer, and hurry up, get your veggies, and get back home...for another week or so...then emerge again. until then~ karin |