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Paint the World a Different Color
Before I left for Honduras, my niece copied the following poem on paper for me and said,”Auntie, this is a poem about you.” I found it tucked away in my journal today and felt gratitude in reading it...
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Machismo
If women see themselves as possessions of men, it is that much more impossible for men to think of women as anything else. Living in Honduras, where machismo is the norm, is much different than...
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Lights Out
Lights Out The light ends the day When it shuts off Hot, sticky Plastered to the bed Hoping the stillness will bring reprieve From the umbearable heat Waiting for air The night is alive With those who...
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Making a Home in Copan Ruinas
During Easter week an evening was dedicated to making las alfombras, which are made of colored sawdust. The streets are cleared and these sawdust mosaic carpets of religious and Mayan symbols are...
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There and Back Again
It has been some time since I have written on here. Free moments were swallowed up quickly during the month of May. This week is the first in a while where I have chosen to relish solitude. I have had...
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Goodbye Diego
Last week my housemate and I lost a friend…a crazy friend. A friend I sometimes wanted to kill myself, but a friend none the less. The home feels empty without our little dog, full of spirit, chasing...
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Lonely Moon
Lonely Moon Soul sunken moon Dying orb Distant shadow You cry as though you lost Do you ache for love as humans do? Dust ridden cold surface An opening with no sound Dark raccoons Circling empty pits...
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The Ice Monster
Living in Copan is always an adventure… yesterday, Kristen and I decided to tackle the ice monster growing in our freezer… note to self, using a knife may seem like the best option, but it is not,...
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Santa Lucia and Tegucigalpa Weekend
I ventured out to Santa Lucia this past weekend to visit a dear Honduran friend and her family. The little town reminded me of some of my favorite places in Italy with steep cobblestone roads, quaint...
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Pablo Neruda and Love
In an attempt to better my Spanish, I have been reading the works of Spanish speaking poets. The Chilean poet, Pablo Neruda, has quickly become one of my favorites. He expresses romantic love so...
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Casita Copan Adventures
The last couple of weeks have been a lot of fun at Casita Copan with adventures to the ruins and a movie and popcorn day. I love seeing their little faces light up. Literacy classes have begun for the...
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Machismo is Not Culture
I recently was discussing with a friend in Copan the word culture and how we both thought it was often misused to make excuses for unacceptable treatment of women and children. Until she had brought...
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The Life Undefined
Melt Melt into me Bodies no more Unity in the differences Making us complete. What keeps us apart but the minds own limitation? Its need to define that which needs no definition You and I are words...
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Appreciating the Best of Both Worlds
I had a lovely visit in Oregon spending quality time with friends, enjoying Cathedral Park Jazz Festival, and relaxing at Gleneden beach with family. I was so inspired by all the people who supported...
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Letting Go of the Ego
I find traveling in a plane always gives you new perspective. Spending hours packed together in neat little rows with complete strangers feels like prison at first. If it is the red eye flight, you...
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Just Enjoy the Ride
Well I am back in Honduras and adjusting to life in my home again. I was so thrilled to see the little garden we planted before I left is already taking off. I ate some delicious cilantro from it...
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Signs You are Adapting to Life in Honduras Quite Nicely
You are an Electrical Engineer: You now know how to strip the protective sheath around wires if they don’t have plugs and create your own plug, and you no longer get electrocuted when you stick it in...
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The Obvious Choice
I have been doing a lot of thinking about my travels this past year as it is almost my one year anniversary after leaving my job in the states to start a new path within my life journey. I wrote this...
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The Road Less Traveled
The Road Less Traveled On the road less traveled There are no footprints to guide Transcending the typical human experience We can create. There are no footprints on this beach Before light touches...
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Walk in an Undocumented Immigrant’s Shoes for a Day
Feeling a deep frustration today with the world. I am quickly realizing how lucky I am to be able to travel and discovering how little opportunity Hondurans have to do so. For the average Honduran, it...
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