Sound and Movement

Today’s the day to pack away my clothes, my notebooks, my camera, and everything that I have acquired while living in Indonesia. Right now a storm is rolling over the tops of houses… Continue reading

Grace Beyond Regret

At first, I had two places to serve in: Mexico and Indonesia. Mexico would have been a good fit with my talents, interests, and knowledge of Spanish. Indonesia required good communication skills, teaching,… Continue reading

More than Wanderlust (awkwardly inserting the blog title)

Everyday I think about why I’m such an anomaly in the countries I have travelled to. Back home I’m not typically thoroughly stared at, I can go about my tasks without being badgered… Continue reading

O, Rest

Put to rest, O Sad Monster. Put to rest, O Depressing Talons. Retreat from this sacred earth, Where no tears are welcome, Where no screaming will heed. Put to rest, O Weary Feet.… Continue reading

Welcome to Merbabi!

Being away from family is rather arduous, demanding at times, especially when things occur at home that you cannot be there for. Thinking about whom you are going to see when you go… Continue reading

Food Science

Baking during the summer is quite hot. Baking during perpetual summer is even worse. Sweating a stream of salty water while opening the oven door while fire breathes on your saturated face. Slinking… Continue reading

Hey! Mister!

Living these past few months in Indonesia has granted me copious time to think. Not in terms of language, which I have to think about every time I speak, but about culture, ethnicity,… Continue reading

The Sprout Which Screams

Babies, such strange creatures. At first scream, they are very alien-like, all blue and raising hell with their cries. Then they grow a little, barely resembling the majority of human anatomy. Babies, almost… Continue reading

Listening Sawa Sawa

Early this morning I was woken up by the mosque next door, blaring the salaam (or peace) of God, in Arabic. After the man finished his prayer, I attempted, more like struggled, to… Continue reading

Morganics is Morvegan

Morganics and Morvegan. Working with those two names for the “food breaks,” but I like them both too much. Whatever. Anyway, today’s break from fancy words and theologies is a raw/no-bake delight where… Continue reading