ready

I remember my first retreat. I was in high school. I spent most of the time looking at the other young girls and wondering how they could pray that long, what do you say and what is there to talk about.
In our senior year, on the weekend of JFK inauguration we had our retreat. I smuggled a small tv and folks got made up as various types and I came as a reporter. A very religious experience for sure. The one thing that did change my life was the speech....ask not what your country can do for you... I was determined to get out of my comfort zone and try to help people move to a more comfortable life. Most of the other retreats have involved community gatherings and topic discussions.
So in an hour, in the middle of Chaingmai, I will have my meal of the day, find a songtow and got up the mountain to spend the next 4 nights and five eating two meals after dawn and before noon. I will walk, sit, stand, and be prone in meditation for 10 hrs a day. No reading or writing talking or having eye contact with anyone but my guide once a day.  Up at 4:30 and sleep at 10pm.
Leaving my portage, pancakes, avocado, and Chang beer.
It is all good. I only hope I am loving to the me that I find.
Best of all,  the long shirt covers the black under ware....
I will keep you all in my heart.