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Published: January 21st 2012
To say I love it here would be an understatement.
We always called it "McCloskey Time"... here it's "India Standard Time." Either way = late/own agenda.
The food is incredible. Alex thinks I have a tastebud disorder because I'm constantly complaining about bland food, but that's never the case here... unless someone tones down the spice because I'm American.
I wasn't raised to be religious. My parents did not baptize me and I'm awkward about God, but my Dad did raise me to be a spiritual, loving, kind being. While I couldn't tell you what it is or how it all works, I do believe there is something bigger than us all out there. Without a book to guide my life, I am trying to live my life in a way that I can be proud of my actions. When Alex and I started dating and had the inevitable talk about our beliefs, the one thing I could tell him for sure was that I believe in love. Love for ourselves, our neighbors and strangers. At one point, we all face misfortune and it's up to us to be there for each other and pick each other back
Julie is actually under that heap on the bench. Take notes, kids.
up. I respect others beliefs and religions so long as they are not allowing their beliefs to negatively effect other people's lives. I feel like over the last couple of years, I've been losing touch with my upbringing and this trip has been refreshing.
We visited a school and observed from the hallway, a class of students meditating. On the wall was a poster that read,
There is only one religion, the religion of love. There is only one caste, the caste of Humanity. There is only one language, the language of Heart. There is only one God, He is omnipresent.
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