01/04/2026
This past week, I watched a group of monks walk quietly through town as part of a peace walk. No signs, no shouting—just presence. And it stirred something in me. 🤍
Not long from now, I hope to be walking the sacred ground of India myself. Not as a tourist. Not even as a teacher. But as a witness of peace. ☮️
The place I’m most drawn to—deep in my bones—is a village called Amritapuri, home of Amma, known as the “Hugging Saint.”
She began her path with a year of silence at age nine.
Not as a vow, but because her presence was already so full, there were no words needed.
People come from all over the world to sit in that field of peace. Not because of what she says. But because of what they feel in her presence.✨
And that’s what this journey feels like to me—
A return to that kind of embodiment. That kind of resonance. That kind of simplicity.
If this calls to you too, you’re invited.
We’re holding space for a small group of kindred travelers to walk this sacred path together this March.
If your breath says yes… you’ll know.
Reach out if you’d like more details.🪷
With so much love,
Tricia 🕊️
