We had a magical time at the ashram last night. Sitting on the Ganga singing Bajans with 1,000 people. It was magical.
And now a short bus ride to Delhi (8 hours) to board a plane to Kerala (5 hours). Farewell to north India. Not sure when I'll make it back, however it was joyful, rich and I truly felt the essence of yoga in the spiritual capital of Rishikesh. Even with the masses of crowds and the chaos, it seems to all drop away as you reach the waters’ edge.
Om shanti shanti.