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The Africa Season

I am because we are.

Stop the Strive

While on silent retreat in mid-December, I visited an art gallery. Yes, the convent/working farm/dairy/retreat center is also home to an art gallery. The second story viewing space proudly displays the work of Sister Jeanne who tells stories through metal,... Continue Reading →

Just a Camaro in the woods.

"I've got you in a 2018 red Camaro."  The Hertz employee, Mike, didn't look up from his computer screen. "Yeah, right!"  I snorted.  I'm thirty-two.  You can't fool me.  I know the manager-choice option through Expedia gave me access to... Continue Reading →

The name of your cabin is... Tears pricked my eyes as I stood alone in an airport and read the first line of an email confirming my reservation at a silent retreat center in Kentucky, "The name of your cabin... Continue Reading →

That time I traveled 8000 miles for my favorite holiday and spent it sick in bed.

I'm always learning new things about myself. Plumbing the depths, as it were.   I listened to a podcast episode that posited our personalities are constantly changing.  Personality, you know, the thing people get married for, befriend others for, commit... Continue Reading →

Look Up Child

I've been facedown in the dirt of my expectation and hope for about 10 months. I'm not standing back up yet.  But I may be in a seated position, clearing my head, looking around, taking deep breaths.  Taking stock.  I'm... Continue Reading →

Elaine’s guide to a positive Kenyan driving experience.

When asked what I miss the most about the US, I know I should say my family or my friends.  "Food" might even be an acceptable response.  But the truth is: I miss the roads.  I went to university 10.5... Continue Reading →

Grieving

A child died. He got sick so fast.  We took him to two different hospitals.   He fought for a week.  His heart stopped and the doctors couldn't get it started again. The rains came the day he died.  They... Continue Reading →

The Land of a Thousand Hills

Africa is a continent comprised of 54 independent countries.  Let me humbly confess that while understanding this intellectually, in practice I thought all African countries were pretty much the same.  So embarrassing.  I have nothing but total ignorance and prejudice... Continue Reading →

My BBG!

When I first arrived in Kenya, The Shelter site boasted this one baby boy.  He was the prince of the entire compound.  He has the temperament of an 80 year old man.  Habitually serious, his smile in this picture is... Continue Reading →

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