How it All Began

I was not looking for my guru. I never even meant to find one. Some times I wonder if, in fact, I have found Him. But ancient tradition says that the guru finds you; who am I to question ancient tradition?

My husband and I moved to India for money. Straight and simple it was a great opportunity to wipe our financial debt slate clean and make some good money. My husband had always been what I called a "reluctant emigrant" from India. He didn't move to the US looking for an American wife but that's exactly what he found, and pretty quickly at that! I knew he wasn't 100% comfortable in the States. He was never going to be one of those guys that waves goodbye to Mother India and never looked back except for holiday every 5 years. I knew he wanted to, or needed to, go back at least for a while.

As luck would have it, his company really wanted him to move to India and presented us with a financial package no one in their right mind would have refused. So, seven years into our life together and one year, almost to the day, after our son was born we boarded a plane to India to begin a new chapter in our life. A chapter that really was only supposed to last a few years. Hmmm....that was 2007.

One evening, before we had moved, we were discussing this exciting adventure we were about to embark upon. I even remember where I was standing in our house, because the words that then came out of my mouth were beyond odd. It has turned out to be one of those defining moments in life for me.

I said, "What happens when I don't want to leave India?"