I’m interested  in what happens when one uproots. Packs things up. Ends jobs. Changes addresses. Creates goodbyes. Digs into that which is familiar. Quite literally takes that which has been firmly planted, nurtured and celebrated often and then just sort of tugs it up out of the ground. All in the hope of new energy. Possibilities. Revelations. Learning. Wondering…what might happen?

 And so I go, with my lovely bff Bethany by my side, tugging a whole lot up from my grimmy, full, vibrant, fast-paced Chicago soil and we go…back to India. In search of what might come from a grand adventure.

 Do share. Talk to me/we about uprooting, the good, the bad, the…