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Moons ago, someone carved me a nickname into the sand. The tide came and swept my name away. That name was "Sputnitsa," which means "fellow traveler" in Russian.
The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it. ~ Henry David Thoreau
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Category Archives: helping others
It is the Now
Times are dark and uncertain, and how things are going to end isn’t a given. Maybe it doesn’t even matter. It’s the love we share in the now that is everything that matters. Love makes and remakes us. And I believe … Continue reading
Posted in being, challenges, communication, community service, culture shock, faith, giving, giving is healing, goals, helping others, integrity, kindness, learning from others, life, love, never ending story, plan b, power, self-creation, volunteering, volunteerism, what next, what now, youth development
Tagged community service, faith, giving is healing, kindness, love, power, what next, what now
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Cold, cold ground…
I remember last winter very well. I remember how the cold never died; how I never shed my layers, not even indoors. How I wore all I could to bed. How my water bottles froze by my bed. The wind … Continue reading
Posted in appreciating life, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Caucasus, challenges, coming back to America, culture shock, Georgia, goals, helping others, life, Marneuli, Republic of Georgia, scenes, writing
Tagged awards, Caucasus, challenges, life, Peace Corps, photos, Republic of Georgia, scholarship, something new, whatnot, winter, writing
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Ask, and ye shall receive…
“Excuse me, miss, I don’t want to disturb you,” he said. His eyes were a wide blue, his cheeks covered with stubble. A man in his mid thirties or forties. Slovenly and of feeble carriage. His voice neither deep nor … Continue reading
Posted in helping others, integrity, life, New York, urban instinct, whatnot
Tagged life, New York, random, urban instinct, whatnot
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If I Die Before I Wake…
When we got there, he turned off the ignition. Together, we took in the sight of the refugee center. One year ago, I had been here. One year ago, it had been a school. My teens whispered in anticipation. My … Continue reading
Posted in donations, drop in the ocean, helping others, Marneuli, Marneuli schools, Marneuli Youth Bank, Marneuli Youth Center, Peace Corps, photos, refugee aid, Republic of Georgia, Russian invasion, teen volunteers, the unplanned, volunteering, volunteerism, youth development, youth leaders
Tagged donations, drop in the ocean, helping others, Marneuli, Marneuli schools, Marneuli Youth Bank, Marneuli Youth Center, Peace Corps, refugee aid, Republic of Georgia, teen volunteers, unplanned, volunteer, volunteering, volunteerism, youth development, youth leaders
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