Hello, my once-love
“you have meant so much to me”
(I tried to ignore the past tense) Continue reading Hello, my once-love
Category: reflections on culture, life and love
Quick quiz flowchart:
as women it is in our best interests to help men to be able to become the very best version of themselves, if only selfishly because we will benefit from it. Continue reading Quick quiz flowchart:
Slamming shut the door of freedom
I just spent 7 weeks bicycling 2000 miles with my friend, Alana, who is crossing the country doing interviews with refugees about their experience in living in America. Time and time again when we asked them about what they love about the US, they told us “the freedom.” It almost sounded like a political soundbite, … Continue reading Slamming shut the door of freedom
Misty crater camping
the perfect place to escape and find some nature Continue reading Misty crater camping
judge one another as you shall be judged
I work here in Ecuador for a fair trade company. We work with artisans who make handmade jewelry. I think most fair trade companies, we somewhat unconsciously promote the idea that all our artisan partners are just lovely people who are something not unlike charming little elves- whistling while they work- always smiling, and always … Continue reading judge one another as you shall be judged
and the earth gave way
There are moments, when the world ends, at least the world as one person knows it; life will never be the same. But the crazy thing is, that somehow, the rest of the world just continues along- things always as they have been, with barely an acknowledgment of the overwhelming life-changing tragedy that has just … Continue reading and the earth gave way
The Chapter I Don’t Read Out Loud
this is the chapter I am ashamed to read out load. The part of the story I tend to skip over. But even so, I know its there. And now you do too. Continue reading The Chapter I Don’t Read Out Loud
a split heart
The other morning as I was biking, I suddenly felt the most delicious fall breeze on my face. The kind of breeze the holds the promise of leaves changing colors, apple cider, and the coming of crisp frosty mornings. Except it was April. And I live in Quito, located almost exactly on the equator line, … Continue reading a split heart
an audacious love
Puppy Washing
Today I watched a pair of little girls Wash a pair of little puppies Little hands grasping little paws And the level delight, mixed with the level of dedication – On the part of the of little girls – Was only matched By the level of astonishment mixed the level of stoicism – On the … Continue reading Puppy Washing
Wandering Joy 