October took me again into the beauty that is India. This time on a pilgrimage away from my family, Brooklyn, the yoga studio, all the insular trappings of a contented but narrow reality. Here we would visit sacred places where divine truth is sought after in the most organic and electrifying ways. At the helm, Raghunath, a teacher and human whose presence alone inspires you to see the world differently. We began committed to aligning ourselves with our highest potential. To let the small or very profound grievances of our day to day lives, our state of offense, get absorbed by our ability to open our hearts completely and receive with gratitude the blessings of simply being alive. Here I saw again glimpses of my innermost self, one completely in awe of my connection to the world around me. By immersing myself in devotion, I could truly vividly see my experience through the eyes of those around me, from my fellow pilgrims to the amazing people we were so fortunate enough to meet and, from that place of vulnerability and expansion, I felt grateful and joyous. Outside of myself, I found myself. These moments left me forever changed.