Soul Sisters in the Caribbean

Heart fluttering nervously, I stepped off the bus into the heat of the day and hauled my backpack onto my shoulders. The huge metal beast grunted and rumbled on its way, leaving me with a view of a perfect white-sand beach decorated with palm trees. I looked around with anticipation, but the only people nearby were the other tourists gathering their bags and preparing for a round of hostel…

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“Cada vez que m…

“Cada vez que me miras, nazco en tus ojos.” – Acción Poética El Salvador

Every time you look at me, I am born in your eyes. 

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08 Mar 14 at 8 pm

Mud and Poo, Love and Learning

For what felt like the hundredth time, my foot plunged into ankle-deep mud that slopped over the sides of my boot, dousing my socks in sludge.

Mud and Poo, Love and Learning

For what felt like the hundredth time, my foot plunged into ankle-deep mud that slopped over the sides of my boot, dousing my socks in sludge.

Pan-American Journey on the Chicken Bus

THIS IS NOT MY PHOTO. It is from the website smh.com.au

Our original plan was to get on the nice, easy Tica Bus which would take us directly down the Pan-American Highway straight to the capital of Nicaragua in a couple of days. It would be one easy fee of 53 USD, not including border fees and the hostel in El Salvador. But as we sat in the bus station, a feeling of uneasiness crept over us. No. This isn’t what we want to do.

After a quick breakfast…

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04 Mar 14 at 10 pm

Touring Guate

Semuc Champey was a watercolor landscape, crystalline and idyllic. We swam in slippery pools with tiny fish that gnawed on our toes and floated on the pure blue-green surface like sea glass.

Touring Guate

Semuc Champey was a watercolor landscape, crystalline and idyllic. We swam in slippery pools with tiny fish that gnawed on our toes and floated on the pure blue-green surface like sea glass.

My first month of the New Year has been beautiful so far. I kicked it off with a mediation retreat which felt as cleansing as a bucket shower, splashes of ice water on shivering skin. Although it was a bit uncomfortable in the meantime, afterwards I felt…

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It’s 4:00am. A bell rings. I roll over and groan, clinging to the pleasure of two warm wool blankets, drifting back to sleep deep enough to dream. A few minutes later, the bell rings again, more persistently. There’s no avoiding it now. I force myself to…

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Cacao and Buses

Last Thursday at 6:00am, I climbed out of bed and walked through the gate to the factory. Closing the door behind me, I took a right and made my way up the hill. It was a sunny day for the first time since I arrived in Antigua, and the warm rays felt like…

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18 Dec 13 at 9 pm

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Twenty two years ago today, a woman from California gave birth to her first child in the city of…

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11 Nov 12 at 12 am

The universe resides

Inside of you.

Me.

Fragmented stardust

Spiraling 

Through each

And every

Cell, atom, gene…

All beings

Inextricably connected 

to each other.

- Amanda Love Munro

The universe resides
Inside of you.
Me.
Fragmented stardust
Spiraling 
Through each
And every
Cell, atom, gene…
All beings
Inextricably connected 
to each other.
- Amanda Love Munro

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