Much of our time in and around Delhi was spent meeting locals and visiting missions that provided care or medications in clinics, rural hospitals; and orphanages. While they all noticed us (three young and fair skinned ladies, including two with gorgeous blonde hair!), a few in particular made impressions on me:
All the beautiful women with little money who dress in colour and are so proud of their children;
The mother who visited the local clinic, saw us, left, and returned with her newborn for us to hold;
The children from the rice growing community who sang and performed for us;
The boys finding any spare patch of dust to play cricket in;
This group of English speaking young people who befriended us, made us laugh and feel welcome;
The market sellers who followed and bartered with us;
The children in the orphanages who are looked after with so few resources. Many share their crib with another;
The cherished boys with painted eyes to protect them from evil;
Kara, our Aussie-living-in-Delhi who hosted us, looked after us, taught us (and picked us up from the airport at about 4:30am!);
The homeless mum, just hours from death, and her toddler at the train station.
But those dreams are awhile away,
so I will have to make do with memories.
And over the next week, I'd like to share my favourite with you.
Six weeks with two wonderful travelling friends, Jayde and Shae.
Today, just a few photos of our first stop Goa, where the natural beauty and charm of the land is quietly on display. (Personal digital cameras were only just new then, and space on the camera card was very limited!)
The smallest thread of saffron turns the most mundane of foods into a vibrant, unique meal. My desire is to add that kind of spice to life! I love to create moments, esteem relationships and celebrate transitions so that the everyday is transformed into the eternal.