Storying Facilitator in Central Asia
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Home is Wherever There's Yarn and a Bookshelf
I am not exactly sure when it happened, but sometime in the last two weeks or so South Asia really became my home. And I know I had been living here for two months already but I don't know if I really called it "home" or not. But all the sudden it became like home. And really it's pretty little things that make it home... Things like having a kitchen where we can make Chai three times a day, things like a flowery pillow that matches my very pink blanket, things like having a living room to dance in, things like having neighbors and having people in the area who know us and who we look forward... Read more
Stepping into Peace
South Asia is a very loud place. The car horns and the venders yelling and the random music coming from different directions, it all fits together perfectly to be loud. I wish there was a better word to describe it because honestly I just can't put it into words, it's just full of noise and its not necessarily bad but it's definitely new to me. That is why the new reoccurring theme in my life here has been pretty surprising. Who would have thought that in all this chaos I would experience peace. In all the transitioning, in all the busyness, in all the noise I have felt peace, peace like... Read more