Posts Tagged: writing

Fear or Love? Which will it be? (pt. 2)

October 26, 2012

This post is a continuation of yesterday’s post. If you missed it, check here to catch up. As my freezing thawed out, I began to choose love and I began to choose myself. bell hooks states it well: “The choice to love is a choice to connect—to find ourselves in the other.” I found myself in several others, who were crucial to this thawing. 1. My Boresha family, who saw my light when I was in the depth of disaster and …

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Fear or Love? Which will it be? (pt. 1)

October 25, 2012

This post will take a bit to read. Plan accordingly.   Earlier this week a friend sent me an excerpt from a book. She wrote, “Hey M: God asked me to send the excerpt below to you!” and later, after I had thanked her, “This article popped up and I immediately got the strong feeling that I must send it to you!” The kicker, though, is the one line that leapt out at me, where it was discussing how to …

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And you think nothing can top machetes? Think again.

October 25, 2012

Concrete, machetes, what ever could be left to top this trip of wonder and awe—only 4 days in? That would have to be driving into a non-tourist part of Guatemala City, watching Juan Carlos navigate the streets, and arriving at our final destination: a legit market that Andres didn’t even know existed. I bet you’re asking though, why exactly did Juan Carlos take us to the market for an unscheduled stop, after a long day of work?

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First Guest Post!

October 24, 2012

  Here’s a teaser:  When Debbie asked  me  to write a guest blog about her and Bones for their anniversary, I was honored.  2 years ago I was in their wedding —and as Debbie has written about  here , at that time, our friendship was at the lowest it had been: as I look back, part of it was a huge lack of communication, both of feelings and of expectations. While I couldn’t have imagined not being in their wedding, I was …

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El Sexto

October 23, 2012

As I walked into the classroom with Juana, all I heard was gibberish: a word here, a word there, but mostly lots of noise as the kids settled into their desks. The teacher wore jeans and a t-shirt and she quickly established order: Literature was first. The students took out these mini notebooks that looked almost like my old composition books, complete even with stickers and drawings/colors. Before the teacher began to teach, she gave the kids a talking to– …

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