A glimpse of Greatness. Mother Teresa’s Missionary Charity Center

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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

Dear Ana

Sometimes when I don’t know how to express all that I am feeling I write letters, letters that are never sent and often never seen by the person I address them to.

These letters give my heart space to work things out-to have a voice.  It is with caution that I write this next letter because I know how deeply my heart has been touched by this woman…. Ana. Continue reading

India… Take two

Where to start….

Well, let me begin with saying that I am not a morning person, like at all.  Even when I need to wakeup at, say, 3:00 am to catch a flight to India, I am still not alert or functioning or awake.

It’s like my insides are saying, yay!! Here we go,  but my outside just looks like a zombie.

I have seen those people, who look all crazy alert and amped and to be frank, it’s a little annoying. I just want to go up to them and ask, Like, do you really wake up this way? You probably jumped out of bed and your eyes are all bugged out, aren’t they.  Continue reading