Geography

While we were in Jamaica we traveled everywhere by bus.  We had our own bus and our own driver, Fitzroy.  He was the best.  When we were driving around Kingston we stuck out like a sore thumb to the rest of the people stuck in traffic with us.  Although we had a very...

Geography

Before our trip to Poland, I had never left the United States and had only traveled as far as the state of Florida. While preparing for the trip, telling people about it, attempting to learn Polish, and hearing things in the news about what was happening all over the...

Geography: Speaking Truth to Power

Geography is an interesting topic. I’m sitting here trying to decipher if I should take this in the literal sense or the metaphorical sense. I think I can do both. When we arrived in Guatemala, everyone seemed so surprised and impacted by the circumstances in which...

“Why Me? Why this place? Why right now?”

I asked myself this an abundance of times while traveling Guatemala. For some reason the answer to those questions, in that order, was important to me, even though I had no idea why. I thought often about how I was originally supposed to be in El Salvador at that...

Awareness

For a long time now I have considered myself to be aware of myself and my surroundings.  I try to stay on top of things in the news and I do a lot of reading on my own, mostly non-fiction.  I liked to think I knew a lot about people and the world in general.  So for...

Delight and Gladness within Simplicty.

When going on a trip of such caliber, it’s extremely easy to feel hopeless; ashamed of all that you waste and take for granted, and sympathy for those living in those conditions that we’re all taken aback by. I felt sadness, and disappointment everywhere I turned, as...

Feeling Whole Through Simplicity

Awareness, gladness, and simplicity… These three words take me back directly to my homestay in Guatemala. I had never learned so much about the meanings and living proofs of these words until I was faced with the realities of the people of San Antonio Papolo. To write...

Living In the Delight

At Zmiaca, there is a stage made of wood, with bleacher-like seating across the way. Mass is held at the stage on Sunday’s and there are performances held every night after dinner, attended by the whole camp. At performance time, the children typically find a lap to...

Eyes are the windows to the soul

I’ve always been a firm believer that children are much more aware of their surroundings than many people may think. I’ve encountered so many different children that just seem to know a little too much of what’s going on. They are such curious little beings; always...

Compassion

Reading chapter three about compassion reminded me of one of the days I was in Jamaica in particular.  It really reminded me of most of the days, but the day we visited the nursery and orphanage was the day it made me think of the most.  While we were at the nursery...