Venice is a beautiful city. I mean, BEAUTIFUL. And I almost missed it.
I was travelling with my brother, John. He was living in Italy, loved Italy, spoke Italian. He was my safety blanket. He also had a business meeting in Venice and left me alone. I usually like being alone, but I feared I would get lost and wouldn't be able to find him. It got to the point where my head was spinning.
Then I reminded myself to relax and meditated for a bit. I thought: I'm in Venice, for Buddha's sake! Be present for it.
After a few breaths, I arrived.
It was wonderful.
As I wandered the streets and canals of Venice, I ran into my brother and all was good.
We even did a bit of people watching.
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