Monsoons and Fast Friends

Yes. Today, right as school was coming to a close, we were all greeted by a huge, violet lightning strike and some booming thunder to go with it. As our teacher Nick said, Welcome to Monsoon Season!" The tuk-tuk five of us climbed into had no panels on the back or sides to block of the pounding rain that was coming at us--but we had no choice, we had to get back home. A couple of us held a couple of large umbrellas out to one side, but no avail! We were all soaked! What it turned into was this really awesome fourty or so minutes of bonding--sharing personal stories and interests and definitely sharing laughs.
I love these people--my comrades. Literally every one of them reminds me of someone I've met before, and I find that strangely comforting. Just backs up my belief that I'm meeting the same people over and over again in different bodies, working out my karma. And with that comes the sweetness and privilege  of being in the presence of what some call a familiar. Someone you meet and feel an instant connection and affinity with. Someone that you know will be your friend for a long time. Someone who inspires you and allows you to be your authentic self. I cherish that connection so much--fast friends, indeed.
This is why I have chosen to travel--to witness effortlessness and truth everywhere. To gather more evidence that stacks up on the side of spaciousness and light. To outweigh any lingering feelings of lack, fear and doubt.
Clear head, warm body, light heart. OM.