Behold the Breakfast Buffet

This poem found its way into my journal this morning while spending time in Bangalore, India. The photos are from the past week spent soulstrolling via walking and rickshaw movement – not specifically from the hotel buffet. Bangalore is a large city full of contrast: from street noise to quiet, wealth to poverty, ancient green…

Fifteen minutes, crossing the threshold – Bangalore, India, March 2019

“A SoulStroller enters each day with curiosity and openness, willing to let the world fall in.” Kayce S. Hughlett, SoulStroller: experiencing the weight, wings and whispers of the world. Exiting the doors of the WelcomHotel, Bengalaru, this morning, I took note of what I heard, saw and smelled within fifteen minutes of walking outside: a…

SoulStrolling in Bangalore

How do you SoulStroll in a city with over ten million people, constant noise, traffic, pollution and poverty; yet paradoxically hosts greening trees, blossoming bougainvillea, an incredibly hospitable culture and people, delicious food, colors galore and fascinating history? You carry your soul and awareness with tenderness, and an open heart toward whatever may be. Also,…