As I mentioned in earlier posts, one of the reasons I arrived in Delhi a few days early was to attend the National Gallery of Modern Art (NGMA) – Delhi.  Michele, gently insisted that I take transportation from her sources, and I was delighted that she had arranged a driver to take the additional Yoga Pilgrims, who also arrived early, and wanted to enjoy NGMA as well. In the early afternoon, we assembled in the hotel lobby, where Amy and I met a few more of our Yoga Pilgrims.  Having met these Yoginis for the first time, we

5:30am Wednesday February 3rd, 2016 – Upon awaking, I try to catch myself between awake and sleep, and lie in bed in savasana (the pose of deep relaxation) for silent meditation.  This morning was different as I was in Delhi, India, and my roommate, Amy, was asleep in the bed next to me. Arising and tip-toing around as quietly as possible, I made a cup of tea, dressed for yoga, grabbed my yoga mat, and headed to the Gym to meet Jai.  Sleepily I walked through the hotel hallways to the door leading outside to the pool area. 

Entering the Spa area, for a steam and an Ayurveda and Himalayan salt scrub massage, the attendants tended to me with regularity.  As I mentioned in previous posts, the hotel staff always greeted me with formality as either Mrs. Callan, or madam.  Although I completely respect the professional intention, but those of you who know me, for the most part know, I am pretty casual. A shift change in the Spa area brought to me an angelic young attendant who is one of the most stunningly beautiful ladies I have ever seen.  She reached out for my hand