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There’s a story I once heard, a story of a man. Jacob was a good man, a kind man; all the people in the town would bring their animals to him and he would tend to the sicknesses. One day, Jacob heard a knock on his door, and when he went to answer it, all he saw was a wrapped up large package on his doorway. Jacob looked out to the trees and nodded his head in acknowledgment and gratitude, for …
The front of the piggy bank from Juan Carlos has a woman who is wearing a traditional headdress. A woman actually showed us how to wrap it around her head while we were sightseeing one of our last days in Guatemala. Juan Carlos picked this bank because of that memory. The back of the coin commemorates the liberation of Guatemala, in 1827. Juan Carlos had shared with our group the story of the coin; although Andres was our guide, Juan …
Nearly 6 months ago, I journeyed to Guatemala with International Samaritan , an organization that specifically works with those who live in garbage dump communities. There are several places where I’ve written about life in the garbage dump: here , and here , and here are some of them. When I left, I knew that more than the effect I would have on the people (through building roofs, working with kids, etc), the transformation in my own life would be immeasurable. I gave the gift …
All of life is about being born, about birthing into our fullness of being. When you come into rhythm with your nature, things happen of themselves. Synchronicities abound and transformation occurs.
For the month of November I’ve been absent from the blog… First, apologies to everyone who was expecting my posts. Shortly before November 1 (maybe Oct 25? Oct 27?) I learned about National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriM o and decided to go for it. I wasn’t quite sure why or how or what I was going to write, but I knew that something about it was right for me, right now. Enter the month of November, a month where I …
