Family times

I’m writing earlier than usual — before we head out to visit our friends, Dudo and Karin.

The last few nights spent with family have been great fun, but kept us out late. When I still have my blog to write it means I get to bed later and later, which is not so good when we’re trying to catch up on rest, not get more tired!

Today was still more family time: lunch with Silvio (father), followed by a short visit to Ponte Capriasca, where Manu (Ramesha’s sister) was having a picnic reunion with friends from her days of playing hockey on the Swiss women’s national team.

Altogether very pleasant, especially driving through the Swiss countryside — where even the normal neighborhoods are amazingly beautiful.

Excellent advice

This really struck me when I read it earlier today. Although I’m not going through any storms at the moment, I hope I remember it when the next one (inevitably) appears on the horizon.

“Calm yourself” (or calmati, as they say in Italian) really is the most excellent advice.

Happy brothers

Today’s photo is of Ramesha and his brother, Fulvio, whose birthday was today.

For the first time in seventeen years we’re actually in Switzerland and able to celebrate Fulvio’s birthday in person. We all went out to dinner as a family, eating great food and having a whole lot of fun.

In fact, I haven’t laughed so much in a long time.

A photo that says it all

This photo captures the essence of why we’re here: the joy of being together after almost four years.

I don’t know that I’ve ever seen Ramesha’s father, Silvio, quite this happy before; he’s absolutely radiant with joy.

San Francisco to Lugano: we made it!

A beautiful day for a beautiful view of our San Francisco departure

We drove to Palo Alto; flew from San Francisco; switched planes in Munich; landed in Milan; were picked up by Ramesha’s sister and his Dad; had lunch in Canobbio (the village near Lugano where he grew up); and finally arrived at our little apartment in Aldesago around 4:00pm Switzerland time.

Even through a car window on an overcast day our approach to Lugano is stunningly beautiful.

We slept very little on the plane, so the goal was to stay completely awake until at least 8:30pm so that we would be more likely to sleep through the night.

It’s now 9:30pm, so as soon as I finish this it’s lights out for me.

A lot of work but worth it

I needed to scroll through some random photos of past trips to Switzerland to remind myself why the stress of traveling is so very, very worth it.

There’s the incredible beauty, of course. But way more important are the people we haven’t seen in almost four years.

We can’t wait.

Down to the wire

Affirming that I will cross the finish line!

We had a beautiful Easter morning (oh, right — Happy Easter, everyone! 🌷) and a delicious Easter lunch with friends afterwards.

But the main focus of the day has been packing, packing, and more packing!

Making progress but still have a ways to go before I can hit the sack.

We leave first thing tomorrow morning, so it’s definitely down-to-the-wire time!

Landing with a bump

Last night at this time we were soaring in the afterglow of the Oratorio.

Today was back to earth time, but with a pretty bumpy landing.

The fact is that — despite being totally excited to go — I’ve been struggling with the reality of packing for our trip to Europe.

It’s overwhelming for several reasons. The first and most obvious is the short amount of time between finishing the Oratorio and leaving (two days!).

There’s also the fact that we haven’t traveled internationally in almost four years, so all the prep is feeling sort of strange and unfamiliar.

Finally, we need to leave the apartment in decent shape because a friend from Ananda India will be staying here while we’re away.

So, yeah. I’m feeling a little stressed.

An experience beyond words

That’s what tonight’s performance of Christ Lives: An Oratorio was: an experience beyond words!

In fact, we had to invent some new ones to capture how we felt when it was over.

Instead of “shell-shocked”, we were “JOY-shocked”; and instead of gobsmacked, we were “GOD-smacked.”

It was such a powerful experience that I can’t even write about it yet.

Early morning moon

It was an early morning after a long day/late night, but this moon made it feel magical.

I love full (and almost full) moons!