There it is. That inner snap I’ve come to know as the adjustment. Walking from another country onto a Thai Airways plane and slipping back into the Thai language and culture. Or transiting through a US airport from Thailand and flipping back to English while trying to curb the subtle bowing and other Asian ways that have become natural and that don’t make sense there. Sometimes I forget that part until someone’s puzzled stare at the white lady acting weird jolts my consci
I’m a balcony gardener. It’s what happens when a love of all things green, the desire to grow some of your own food, and the reality of living in a city apartment collide. It starts innocently, I find. Just some plants to have some green on the balcony when I look out and to shield from some of the heat of the tropical sun. Then it tumbles into distraction. What herbs and food can I grow? Which would I use most? What do I want in my limited, elevated kitchen garden? How
“We must listen carefully and speak wisely.”
There it was. A day of teaching connection, listening, and empathy and their implications in human rights field work with 70 students was drawing to a close and we were sharing our final thoughts through clay sculptures. As the clay worked its magic, helping us move through complexity to the simplicity on the other side, it drew out this statement. She was crouching on the floor with her clay modeling team and the rest of us h
Some recent conversations and experiences have reminded me of Jack Leroy Tueller's testament to the power of music, how it connects us, and how it breaks down barriers. Sit with that for a moment. What makes otherness? And sameness? What do the labels we wear on the outside mean for our insides? The power of music connects our insides, regardless of our labels or what we wear on the outside. How can we better use music to build connection in what we do? What does that lo
When I went to Italy a few years ago, I spent a bit of time observing the local morning coffee routine. Italians leaned on the cappuccino bar counter, lingering, chatting, slurping their espresso in two refined gulps…and then moving on. The entire transaction took no more than a minute or two. Yet connection was made and relationships and community built through brief yet purposeful conversation.
Is intention more important than time? This is the question I’m sitting
I’ve just returned from Australia and the Space Bangkok/Illoura Peace Retreats creative reflective retreat at The Eyrie in Skenes Creek. We were creative. We connected. We moved. We wrote. We grooved. We spent time in nature. And we engaged deeply with music. In this Tedx Talk, Linsey Pollack defines creativity as “the putting together of two previously unrelated things, could be objects or ideas, and creating something new.” He also comments that, “the thing we forge
We hadn’t hung out for a while and both really wanted to reconnect. A meeting brought me to town and we created the time - from lunch onward on a Sunday. Activities to be determined. I was a bit early and decided to take a stroll before meeting her. My feet carried me through the neighborhoods toward the shores of Lake Michigan. I admired the summer green of the lawns and trees and the colors of the flowering gardens along the way. And then I spotted it - fallen wood.