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Tilting at Windmills: Puerto Varas to Chiloé
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All language is a longing for home." - Rumi. Puerto Varas to Chiloé. So I wasn't sure what to expect when Vicki, the owner of the hostel we were looking over in Puerto Varas, suggested that we go "canyoning." "It will be so much fun! She said with a smile, "you get to play in the river and go repelling and I'm pretty sure I can get you two in for half price.". Said the Frenchman, "launch from zee rock! In Puerto Varas we were also witness to a marauding Andean Condor. We were rambling about on the sl...
Tilting at Windmills: October 2012
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All language is a longing for home." - Rumi. Falling gestalt of glowing motes. In cold gold live light -. Away from home on starling wings. These cries for still water. Last night I biked across the river and through the crisp fall night to Brookline, where I met my friend Liz for coffee and poetry. Liz had just listened to this podcast. 1) Everything is made of dreams, light, and something else. A autumn foliage in new england. 2) Objects are loveable. A my blue coffee mug. B pens of all kinds. A the we...
Tilting at Windmills: Timeline
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All language is a longing for home." - Rumi. Then we went to the sacred Lake Titicaca where the Incan universe began. It all came from a very unremarkable rock, apparently, a rock on an island in the lake called "Isla del Sol." It was. I miss them a lot like they were my family or something because of all that mild dysfunction and love and three part harmony. Now Nathaniel and I are in the city of Cochabamba, looking up a fellow Carleton alum that runs a chain of bookstores called the Spitting Llama.
Tilting at Windmills: A Brief Anthropomorphism of Birds
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All language is a longing for home." - Rumi. A Brief Anthropomorphism of Birds. I have arrived at Torres de Paine National Park. My four days here have been strange for many reasons, one of which is imminent access to internet in the wilderness. There is also an eerie light at 11:30 at night and, fabulously, tea time. Sometimes I wish I could be a bird in Patagonia. That is all. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Puerto Varas to Chiloé. 160;So I wasnt sure what to expect when V...
Tilting at Windmills: November 2011
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All language is a longing for home." - Rumi. That constant heartbeat of a noise, like an unending polka danced by an obese woman in stilettos, had been pounding rhythmically ever since anyone could remember. Even though each beat created a minor aftershock in the clan's wall space, it faded into the background, an unquestionable element of life. Like ear mites. Unquestionable, that is, until Simon stuck his whiskers where no mouse should tread. Do our walls breathe? Pry at the Gaps. Simon was a world awa...
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journey to the edge of the forest: the world ends on july 15th
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Tuesday, July 12, 2011. The world ends on july 15th. The world ends on July 15th. Well, at least according to my calendar. But the other day I was flipping through the pages which mark the days of July, and realized that they end abruptly on Friday, July 15th. On that final day is written "fly to MN," followed by blank white pages. And after all of that, how could "home" be anywhere but here? My life is here. If I'm not here, how does life go on? But then ...
journey to the edge of the forest: life in the mountains
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Friday, March 4, 2011. Life in the mountains. In Guerrero lie some of the most some of the most gorgeous, green, expansive mountains I have ever seen. The green is endless. Over incredible mountains and into plunging valleys, the green changes- it is dark, vibrant, glowing, bountiful. In late-September, I went to Cacahuananche, the pueblo. Which means both sky. Have grown up spaced far apart. Over recent centuries of population growth and development, ...
journey to the edge of the forest: shards of glass
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Saturday, December 11, 2010. On my afternoon walk from work to the zocalo. My feet fall softly on the ground, cushioned by the firm, supportive rubber of my sandals. The straps across the tops of my feet rub just enough to make me aware of them when I pay attention, but not so much that they would be painful or annoying. My head tells me. Who knows what they'll actually do with the money. And they have their own bootstraps to pull themselves up by ...So I ...
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Nathaniel Goes South: Nitty Gritty Coffee
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Sunday, June 23, 2013. De-pulping while the family watches. Washing the de-pulped beans. Dry and ready for sale. Check out EqualExchange's History of Ecuadorian Coffee. For a broader picture. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Hitchhiker's Guide to Argentina. The Abominable Indominable Indubitable Rhubarb. Cochamo (Lenka's picasa site). View my complete profile. Yehci:Yale Kids in Ecuador. Caitlin's Blog: Tilting at Windmills. A homestay in Coffeeland. Da me Dale Dole (Bananas).
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Thoughts on Shangri-La: Movement
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8220;Where ignorance is our master, there is no possibility of real peace.” -The Dalai Lama. This is a chronicle of a summer of volunteer-work and travel on the Tibetan Plateau. View my complete profile. Photo Highlights: Phase 2. Photo Highlights: Phase 1. Atticus Atlas and the Taxicolor Getaway*. Tibetan Home of Hope. Sunday, August 2, 2009. We made it back alive and only a little bit frozen from enduring high altitudes with no heat. I went to bed late, and there were only more questions.
journey to the edge of the forest: the ongoing journey
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Sunday, January 8, 2012. Hello, dear readers. Thank you all for listening, sharing, and accompanying me throughout the last year's journey, as well as these 6 months I have been home in Minnesota. I appreciate you more than I can say. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico. I'm living in Cuernavaca, Mexico this year as a servant and seeker. I am doing my best to listen to, learn from, and walk alongside the people who surround ...
journey to the edge of the forest: warning: this post is warm and fuzzy
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Monday, March 21, 2011. Warning: this post is warm and fuzzy. My niece will be two later this month. My sobrina mexicana. That is. Her name is Yolotlxotchitl, which means heart-flower in Nahuatl. Simply "Yolo" for short. Back in July, when I learned that I would be living with a nearly-two-year-old this year, women at church speculated that I would spend this year changing diapers. Happily, I haven't touched a single one. There are, of course, days when Yo...
journey to the edge of the forest: on work
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Tuesday, March 8, 2011. It's Monday. Another early morning. Another long week. But I walk to work singing to myself. I day dream but I don’t worry. I try to notice things around me. I make an effort to greet the people I pass on the street. I remind myself to breathe the morning air with awareness and gratitude. As part of our project to observe attitudes about gender in the media. Throughout the afternoon, I wash and sterilize medical gloves and speculums...
journey to the edge of the forest: quotes, poems, and references
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Quotes, poems, and references. Bring only your determination to serve. And your willingness to be free. Don’t wait for the bread to rise. Take nourishment for the journey, but eat standing. Be ready to move at a moment’s notice. Do not hesitate to leave your old ways behind –. Fear, silence, submission. Only surrender to the need of the time –. Love justice and walk humbly with your God. Do not take time to explain to the neighbours. Set out in the dark.
journey to the edge of the forest: there and back again
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What, where, why? Quotes, poems, and references. Wednesday, May 11, 2011. There and back again. Outside the modern town of Palenque, Kat and I sit in our one-room cabin in the evening, reading, relaxing, and trying not to collapse under the weight of heat and humidity. As the sun sets, all at once the music of the jungle around us begins. The howler monkeys. But I have an unshakable feeling that this experience of Chiapas is not authentic. The Chiapas presented to tourists consists of well-groomed pu...
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Tilting at Windmills
All language is a longing for home." - Rumi. From Buddhist Psychology, again:. This evening I went running at dusk, through quiet neighborhoods that smelled crisp like winter and rich like the decay of autumn. For a moment, as I moved, I think I understood something, in a full-being way of ‘understanding,’ like pañña. This week I have playing with the ideas of equanimity and intimacy. For a long time I’ve had an instinctual aversion to the Buddhist idea of equanimity ( upekkha). As one of disengagement f...
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Once again I teeter at the precipice of the generation gap. Sebastian Arcelus dot com. Two To Beam Up. Get Your Link On. Any shareable fandom stuff is posted unlocked to. This journal will remain friendslocked. I don't read on a filter. I skim occasionally, but I read everyone on my list. If I decide, for whatever reason, that I don't want to read a journal anymore, I take it off my list. I would ask the same of those who've "friended" me. If you think we might have something in common and would be inter...
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Namibia - Land of the brave. Samstag, 14. April 2012. Namibia - Wo ist das eigentlich? Hallo ihr vor den Bildschirmen :). Wie versprochen kommt hier mein nächster Eintrag, und zwar möchte ich euch mein Land Namibia etwas besser vorstellen. Also Das Land hei ß. Nachlesen. Das Land erhielt seine Unabhängigkeit von Südafrika am 21. März 1990 und die Nationalhymne hei ß. T "Namibia, Land of the Brave" [Namibia, Land der Tapferen]. Der Text der Hymne lautet so:. Namibia, Land of the Brave. Ansonsten kommen hi...
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