April 7, 2014
Sri Lanka, Leaving Adam’s Peak (Sri Pada)
Sri Lanka’s beauty is beyond words. It makes me want to dissolve into nature.
On my hike down from Adam’s Peak, a monk stopped me, his name was Anu, and he was wrapped around in burgundy robes. He touched my forehead and I started weeping. He murmured a prayer, a blessing, while maintaining his palm against my sweaty forehead. He hugged me, then he wiped the tears with the sleeve of his burgundy robe. All is well in this world, after all.
(for photos please visit Caravan Dreams, Sri Lanka)
Sparks from the Fire 