Eleven days to go.
Eleven days until I leave for Nepal for my 10-day Vipasana retreat, a journey my soul has been whispering about for years.
And yet, life right now feels like a whirlwind. Packing for the Nepal winter has me discovering that my wardrobe may not be quite ready for Himalayan temperatures😇, while back home, my late mom’s 1st Year Prayer looms just a day after I return. There’s lunch to order, invitations to send and every little detail to organise.
This is where my heart overflows with gratitude. My cousins have stepped in, in ways I cannot fully put into words.
One helped me craft to send the invitation, others have pledged to oversee the prayer arrangements while I’m away. Their love, care and selfless support allow me to step into silence with peace of mind.
They are holding space for me, not just for the tasks, but for the emotions, the memories and the love I carry for Mom as much as they do too!
Packing, planning and preparing for ten days of silence feels less daunting knowing they are by my side in spirit, making sure everything flows smoothly back home.
Life indeed has a way of reminding you that even amid chaos, love shows up when you need it most.
Eleven days to go.
A suitcase slowly filling with layers, prayers slowly taking shape and a heart full of gratitude, for the journey ahead, for the memories of my mom and for the cousins whose support is a quiet miracle in itself.🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻
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