I’m not sure why it’s taken me so long to share about our trip to Asia. I guess because it grabbed my heart so hard and … I needed time to integrate. I think back to the first time I went to Bodhgaya, India in 2003. I arrived at the Mahabodhi Stupa and promptly broke down in sobs. It was the oddest sensation, as if I suddenly understood why I always felt like I never fit in anywhere growing up. I became acutely aware of the familiarity of this place and how it felt like ‘home’. I heard myself think: It’s been so long since I’ve been here, coupled with a strange unfamiliar grief at the passing of time ...
On one of our final days in Austin, we went to the riverside at 7am to watch the sunrise & do a flower offering with a very special group of people. After sharing a practice that is very dear to the entire Flowerlounge team, we made wishes & threw flower love bombs into the water.