It's December 5, 2009, a Saturday.  I'm giving a massage and facial at a spa that I work at.  Intermittently I'm breaking into a cold sweat.  I have neither my visa nor my passport since I mailed that in to get the visa.  My mind rebels....what if it doesn't come.....?

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Early morning en route to Paris

Remember that movie with Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson about The Bucket List? 

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 12 noon at the Albuquerque Airport, New Mexico

When I go on life changing adventures, I really like to be "conscious."  I pick a good book and I like to be clear on my intentions.  For instance, when I moved to Santa Fe in 1997 it was an amazing road trip accompanied by fellow Yalie, Charles Clark.  I inhaled the book Pray All Ways.  That trip involved so many wonderful synchronicities that most importantly included the meeting of my then fiancee Peter...

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12 p.m. Charles de Gaulle Airport, France

It's been four hours since I talked to Jeff, my husband, letting him know I missed my flight with AirFrance to Delhi.

If you've been reading this post you may wonder... "What?