It was a spectacular weekend in Washington D.C. walking upwards of 25 miles all around the city and taking copious photos of the cherry blossoms.
The tulips and cherry blossoms were in full bloom!
My mentor Kimberly Wilson introduced me to this cute tea shop in Dupont Circle.
Our capital is stunning, and the blossoms really highlight the beauty.
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"I realized that when you're on the right path it feels like you're being pulled and the current will carry you in the right direction. Even if you do nothing you'll at least be ever so slowly pulled in the right direction."
It’s my last international trip on "The Year of the Travel", but still one month of travel left and I’m feeling a stew of emotions. For instance, I never want to leave Paris and I feel an overwhelming need to be home and to stay home for awhile.
I’m wondering what all of you are grateful for today? I’m also wondering what you want to be grateful for a year from now? What changes can you make now to create the abundance that you desire?
Year of the Travel: October
I'm still unpacking experiences from India like a suitcase left open, full and disheveled on my bedroom floor. The trip over but memories like clothing half in, half out of the bag. I'm not sure what pieces are clean and which are dirty
5 lessons from Greece. What could you do today to put these lessons into practice for yourself?
When I signed up for this yoga retreat I didn't realize that I would be one of only a few English speaking participants
After a long voyage home I finally arrived in Greensboro last night around 6pm. I'm significantly sleep deprived which causes huge emotional overwhelm for me. I'm not sure what to do with myself or the stillness that of Greensboro after the commotion of India and intense travel. Instead of writing I'm going to offer you a picture post of images from Udaipur.
My eyes fluttered open as my brain registers the Muslim call to prayer; I'm wide-awake in an instant. It's five am, still dark but it will be light soon.
Photos from Mumbai yesterday