Stillness. The air cool and not yet sun baked. Silence. Wind rustling its way through the trees and the birds singing the world awake. Solitude. The yearning for moments alone. Padding out of bed, without the assistance of an alarm clock, to begin the sacred morning coffee ritual. Each morning this week I have found…

You Never Know

You never know what tomorrow may bring, but I do know that I appreciate you all and I am grateful for each day our time overlaps on this Earth. The best is yet to come.

Farang’s First Songkran

Songkran is a 3 day (sometimes longer depending on the region) festival celebrating the Thai New Year. The word Songkran comes from sanskrit meaning transformation or change. Most farang’s (foreigner in Thai) associate it with a giant water fight – and it is – but it was also so much more than that. It was about tradition, and respect, and renewal to begin a new year.

The Art of Pák-Pɔ̀n

So each morning, I’m up just after the sun and a full day with lots of hours presents itself to me. I’m learning it’s ok not to fill every moment. I have to consciously tell myself to take a deep breath. To be kind to myself and to be ok with just being.

Open Letter to My Fellow Thailand PCV’s Group 129

You, my friend, are capable. You’re here because you’re passionate. You love people. You want to be a mentor for children. You offer so much to this world, even if it doesn’t always feel like it. The work we do is more about being present than perfect. It’s about being open to learning new things. We’re in the business of building relationships and in the process we get the chance to engage in the kind of cross cultural immersion many people only dream of.

Road to Rayong

“Always in the big woods when you leave familiar ground and step off alone into a new place there will be, along with the feelings of curiosity and excitement, a little nagging of dread. It is the ancient fear of the Unknown, and it is your first bond with the wilderness you are going into.” -Wendell Berry

Now I Know I Can Do This

Soon we will reach the finish line. Leaving the Peace Corps Trainee title behind and finally swearing-in as Peace Corps Volunteers, and now I know I can do this.

Worth It

Biking is our primary form of transportation here. After some preliminary bike maintenance headaches, I’ve grown rather fond of my new ride. I often bike with my friend (who is also my neighbor) since we are in the same language class. Last week, we were heading home as usual, setting a good pace and trying…

I Can Survive Today

Every morning since I moved in with my host family, like it or not, I’ve been awake before my iPhone alarm, before the sun has risen, before anyone in their right minds should be awake. All because of an lovely OBNOXIOUS bird squawking to its heart’s content. This bird has a screech that has penetrated…

New Normal

The room I’m sitting in doesn’t have a door. My belongings are lovingly scattered among my suitcases with a select few outfits occupying the eight hangars I was given. My bed, while comfortable and wonderful, is a mattress on the floor covered by a pink mosquito net. My shower more closely resembles a tub of…