Tag Archives: fear

blooming beautiful fear…

I am home, whatever that means. I sit on the patio in the sunshine. Other worlds seem far away, and I am content with the dog tangling happinesses between my legs as breezes bowl clouds by in the streaming bright of summer … Continue reading

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the other side of the coin..

I arrived in San Salvador nervous and turtle pack heavy, feeling weighed down by bags and laden with worry. I found a lot to love in El Salvador’s sleepy little mountain towns and green hills, as well as some cause for … Continue reading

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sharing light…

At Languin I joined a day trip a friend had recommended. A small bleary eyed group of backpackers were herded into the back of a truck, and then bounced awake down broken muddy road’s winding through the mists that drifted … Continue reading

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the little death…

Guatemala has become a land of convenience tourism. You can go from one hostel filled with foreigners to another, door to door, by dedicated shuttle bus, also filled with foreigners. The hostel staff, the travel agents, many of the travellers … Continue reading

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butterfly dreams…

I wonder whether caterpillars sleep sound on the scent of summer, dreaming of butterfly wings and soaring skies. Do they know where they’re going when their days stiffen and still? Or do they struggle and strain against the momentum of a change unnamed, … Continue reading

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fireflies and moonlight…

Today I braved hours of traffic getting out of Dhaka so as to spend a few days at a small project site out in the countryside. After another relentlessly hot day, my colleague and I decided to celebrate the cool … Continue reading

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bright pain…

Pain is cutting through the night in a crimson gash. It’s my favourite colour but none of this is pretty, no matter how I paint it. After an okay evening strolling through the city sketching out another post half in … Continue reading

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taking risks…

It is always reassuring when your employer wants you alive. I know I am valued, appreciated, they gave me a wordy safety policy, a love letter of sorts. When you shuffle staff around some of the more unstable places on … Continue reading

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The runners were there again in the night pounding a path through my sleep and yanking me back into the hot dark room, the net. I stared up the ceiling criss-crossed with bars of black and waited to sink back … Continue reading

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grief and zombies…

Heya Bab, I have a confession to make. Tonight I sat up watching some scary ass zombie movie that you-know-who had saved on my computer, even though it scared the crap out of me! I ate way too many Pringles … Continue reading

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