An Out-Going Heart
Earlier today, I unintentionally came across the following writing in response to a prompt I received from Sara Rendell on September 9, 2013. We could learn a lot about having an out-going heart by following…
Earlier today, I unintentionally came across the following writing in response to a prompt I received from Sara Rendell on September 9, 2013. We could learn a lot about having an out-going heart by following…
Occasionally, Sara Rendell asks me for some writing topics for her to take off on. Thus, the following email… Tuesday 3 August 2010 Dear Sara, Try these! Looking at the moon at night in Haiti…
As my airplane sliced the sky over the Atlantic Ocean heading from Burkina Faso to the US of A, I asked myself two questions: How has West Africa changed me? And, how will medical school change me? Looking…
Did K’s friend commit suicide in California? Were Courtney and Lindsay just now talking about Colleen? (You eavesdropper!) Will someone read aloud tonight and pop the balloon? Am I going to write another anaphoral litany?…
I am not sure why, but when I finished reading The Book of Mev, I hugged it. Maybe my body wanted to be closer to tangible truth. Maybe I was trying to express my gratitude to…
Chris and I began by sharing about last night with Sara Rendell. Then, after meditation and a reading on Dipa Ma, we drew mindfulness cards from Thich Nhat Hanh. Mine read: “There are thousands of…
Sara Rendell will read one of her poems, share photos and tell stories from the nine months she spent living in Burkina Faso on a Fulbright scholarship to interview women, health workers, and men about…
Tonight I’m taking refuge In this translated sentence From the Moore language: “Nostalgia of you has got me.”
SLU is Tony Albrecht (Law, 2009) SLU is Josh Aranda (A & S, 2009) SLU is Laura Aranda (A & S, 2010) SLU is 783 Facebook friends SLU is 14 years of life SLU is…
When I look in my heart, I find you there! When I meet 90 new students next week, I’ll see you in those looks of expectation and curiosity. When I come into my home, I…