How is it that, no matter how hard I try to take care of things well in advance, I always wind up feeling like I have a month's worth of stuff to do in one day? As I gather myself to go...organizing and reorganizing bits, checking lists, tying up loose ends, packing myself into one bag...I'm feeling just a touch overwhelmed. I suppose this is the part where I remind myself that all will unfold as it should....that whatever I bring is what I must need...that anything left undone will surely be of little importance........that all I really need to do is pack and go....

That all sounds so....wise.....and grounded. Two qualities that feel rather elusive when caught up in such a flurry of details....

While this moment finds me in a quiet frenzy, I'm quite sure that this too shall pass. When next I write, I'll be well on my way and free of such trivial worries....

Until then...the tornado of preparations continues...

India awaits....