Everything The Light Touches
We meet Shai. We meet Evelyn. We meet Johann. Each of them – I notice – is set out on a journey. Shai visits her parents in Shillong. Her work Delhi is almost over. A publishing company printing travel magazines cannot sustain long. She is going through a career crisis. What next? A question that haunts us once in a while. She indulges her father chatting ‘ about plant communication, their immense aromatic vocabulary, their capacity for memory ’. She charts an unexpected journey to a remote village in Meghalaya, amidst pine trees and bamboo thickets, to visit her nanny. There she learns the rural way of life, closer to the earth, learning to sow and harvest. Mountain deities, sacred grooves, trees known by their individual names. Life seems relevant ‘ in learning to tend and grow, prune and harvest ’. A purpose at last. A calm in understanding seasons. “ What will happen will happen, and sometimes just being open to that means a new path might unfurl before you.” “Everyth