Last night after dinner a few of us took off to walk the streets of Kolkata.
We usually get taxis but tonight we decided to walk a little in search of sweets. We have been warned to stay clear of any street food (and after watching how they prep I am fully in support of this), but Kolkata is known for their desserts and we figured these should be okay, right?
I know, dumb, but we did it anyways. Continue reading
We just finished our second day of the workshop and it still seems surreal that we are here, like in India, teaching what we have been intensely pouring over the last few years.
And the crazy part is that the girls attending are all over it. They are eating it up, like loving it all!
I think this was our biggest fear, that what we have found so incredibly helpful in America would not translate over to the work these women are doing in India. Plus, we had all the normal fears; Would the terms not make sense to them? Would the information be way too much and they would have difficulty grasping the concepts, or even worse, would they are already know this material and therefore it would be a waste of their time. Continue reading
Well, we arrived safely in Kolkata and there is something about this place, like a piece of art.
The hues are rich and vibrant, buildings of lime green and rusted orange, sari’s of fuchsia and yellows. This has to be one of my favorite places on earth. So full of life. Beauty.
Oh, yes the poverty is here. Make no mistake, there is no missing that, but there is beauty as well. I suppose that is all life, dear sisters, room for poverty- physical poverty- poverty of spirit- poverty of finances- and beauty- beauty in the world around us- beauty in life- beauty in laughter.
Poverty. Beauty. Dwelling side by side. Continue reading