This sentiment struck a chord with me in the way back times. I was really struggling to let my inner warrior wither away and was lucky enough to land at Odiyan helping them with their metalwork. I needed to experience for myself the other end of the saving the world spectrum.

I went from messy food security work where you were expected to fill the needs gap (or people died miserably), to the top of a (figurative) mountain where the holier than thou spin prayer wheels and teach inward facing skills and "not caring". I couldn't understand how being selfish in the face of injustice was a positive. I still don't get it.

They tried their best to teach me the error of my samsara ways, but as a pragmatist, there was work to be done outside of the golden cage. It's not fuel for my heart, the prayers/religious blinders. Where I'm from, you have to be McGyver, male or female, you have to contribute, not just consume.

But, courses for horses, as the Brit's say. I've tried to support and encourage people who bring their light (and more) to the places where we live because that's the light I want in my world.

I don't have much to say here about the sexual harassment and mansplaining etc, but would be interested in hearing about your experiences. I'm not from around here and often feel like an octopus that has escaped from its' tank to hang out with the lab monkeys. Some things need s'plaining.

If you're working on your mural on Saturday, I'll drop by with the wife to say hello. Maybe we could share a meal sometime?

Ugh, her flight is delayed to 2:00am. First world problems...