I awakened with a strong dream this morning. The ten of us who traveled to Africa on this trip were standing together next to a wall being guided by a shaman or medicine man. Lined up against the wall, squatting, were versions of ourselves that are pre-historic – they looked
Elephant with broken leg on Masai Mara
I am two days home from the journey to Kenya, and not even close to recovered from the jet lag. I feel my life here pressing back in on me, in a good way, but still feel so many stories from the
I am in a hotel in New York after 30 hours of continuous travel from Nairobi. The trip back to the mountain will be completed tomorrow. Before I lay my exhausted body down to sleep, I want to share the text of a letter I received just a couple of
For those of you who have been following this adventure to Africa with me you might remember the image I used to describe what it felt like preparing myself to come to Kenya. Those little tubes that we use during drive in banking, inside which the deposits are placed, and
Tayria and Esther, January 6, 2012
Unexpectedly, my connection to internet has gone dark for the last days. Expect the unexpected in Africa, surely I am learning this. This is Monday night. The last days have been a world of experience which I intend to write about going forward,
We have just completed our 3rd full day on this adventure in Africa. It takes a lot of concentration to figure that out. Three days. It might have been three years. Maybe just a minute. Only a speck of time. All of eternity. I can’t say why or wherefore or
Building
We are a group of just 10, and have spent our 2nd day today working at Fafu, a school in Kibera begun by a Kenyan man named Simeon, a man of clear heart and vision who came to Kibera to help its children to Face the Future; Fafu
Hut in Kibera Slum
Last night was my first full night in Kenya, and today the first day. Though I barely slept a wink, I did wake up with a powerful dream.
Let me preface the telling of it. The days of preparation for leaving on a trip like this
Tonight I am in the process of readying to leave the country for 2 weeks on a trip to the Kibera slum outside of Nairobi, Kenya. I have been writing about the trip, and many are supporting the journey with heartfelt donations to make it happen. I want to write
Work of the eyes is done, now
go and do heart work
on all the images imprisoned within you; for you
overpowered them: but even now you don’t know them.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
The morning after Christmas I awakened with the words in this title. The holiday with my daughters and their significant others had