It’s a new year – a fresh start, a chance to re-charge, to breathe deeply, and begin again.
The past few days have been a series of harsh learning lessons for me, perhaps which I’ll write about at some point in the future, but for now are still in the processing stage. The delicate and frustrating balancing act of maintaining my own sense of self as “American Lindsey” with playing the role of “Indian Lindsey” in order to be fully a part of this community is a journey of false summits. The more you climb, the more you see how far it actually is that you have to go. Exhaustion makes you wish for ignorance, whereas hope gives you the determination and endurance.
But today, I’d rather not go there. Today, I’d rather share with you some photos of kids I met yesterday on my walk home from a village I was visiting…enjoy.
Looks like you had willing subjects for your camera’s lens.
The kids are precious!