Fffffthick, ffffthick....

Everyone is entitled to a bit of spiritual enlightenment. What form it takes is up to you. I've found that the poor people here in India seem to have what seems to be an original way to ease their minds.

They move dirt.

I mean this literally. They move it from one corner of a room to the other. Ok, so it's NOT meditation, but then what the hell is it??? It seems every where I go, I see some man, woman, or child with a twig broom moving dirt around.

The twig broom in itself is a mystery because unless the dirt is of a decent dust bunnie size (though often it is), it doesn't get swept. There are almost no handles on these brooms so the sweeper has to get down in a squat and then waddle after the broom.

Even more ellusive is the combing of dirt. Anyone seen Spaceballs?? Ya know the part where they comb the desert?? I swear, it's the same. People make dirt designs with their twig brooms in pretty arcing designs.

And finally, Ant and I have been partaking in the moving of dirt ourselves. After one of us showers and is toweling off, I noticed that no matter how hard I rub my skin, I just can't get it to not come off grimy. I could have been in a hot shower for 20 minutes with my Dettol super strong soap. Doesn't matter, I'm still grimy. So, I suppose, this is my way of joining into the meditation fun. Hopefully, my need to partake will soon be over!!!