Solidarity – Bridging the Divide

A few days ago I posted about the devastating earthquake that ravaged Ecuador’s Pacific coast. It was only a minute long but the cost of the physical destruction and the loss of human life will mark this country for a generation. And that’s not hyperbole. The American city of New Orleans, for example, was brought…

When the Earth Shook

Life is a fragile gift. We are given it and free to do with it as we will, but it is never really ours, is it? We can lose sight of that sometimes. But then the earth shakes. It shakes and it shakes and with every violent tremor we are reminded that this amazing gift that we…

His Name Was Charlie

His name was Charlie. Although I didn’t personally know him, so I can’t tell you his favorite colour or his favorite food, the sound of his laugh or whether he was looking forward to starting school or not, there are some traits almost all boys along the river share so I can tell you with…

I Am Because We Are

  We are not often inspired to think deeply and contemplate life when faced with the mundane routines of the everyday. We call those dull moments ‘mind numbing’ and get through them in a semi-coma like state, hardly realising the excitement of life is passing us by. I admit that on rare occasions a meaningful insight might pop…

Family or Familia? Life’s Better With Both

Expat life is a funny thing. It has given me the opportunity to learn a new language and intimately engage with a beautiful and vibrant new culture at the same time as having to face such humorous frustrations as having to remember to bring my passport to the grocery store if I planned on buying more than $20…

Star Light, Star Bright

A quick flicker of the lights and then sudden, absolute darkness. But make no mistake, this was no mere absence of light. This was the kind of darkness that suffocates you and makes you question whether you, and the world you could have sworn was around you but an instant before, even exist anymore. Everything gone…

A Gift Called Verse

  A spoken word poem   We have been given a gift, Not a cheap one from the thrift store, No, this one is worth so much more. You can’t buy it with what’s in your purse cause this gift is called verse. It doesn’t have to be the rhyming kind, In fact, the best…