thruthi

  I embarked on this trip to Himachal with the heavy thought that I felt like I was not doing enough. Almost every day, I had set life on a constant mode of procrastination, thinking there was always tomorrow. I thought maybe away from the crowd, in the mountains, I could plan my days, months, and years. I might have thought of giving up a zillion times during the treks, but something told me to keep going. When I finally climbed to the top, a row of snow-capped peaks peacefully awaiting the full moon night welcomed me. I reached home. I reached love. So, let me plan now. I took my phone out and sat at the edge of a boulder. Smiling at me was the beautiful full moon and a starry night sky. To my left were the healing Himalayan peaks covered with shimmering snow. A dog peacefully sat next to me. The silence was all around. This moment, this very moment of my life is what I call healing. I had one-on-one conversations with the universe. I imagined the moon to be my Appa and conver...