A Home to Return To

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The Experience Of Change

I stood in the chili paste aisle at the Asian grocery store. My friend rounded the corner and I stood alone in the aisle. I was looking for something familiar. Some ounce of familiarity that reminded me Thailand. The only reminiscent that I had was the elephant pants I was wearing and the cardigan around…

The Journey Home

The sun started to disappear on the other side of the world casting soft shades of yellow and orange across the edge of existence. The earth was a deep blue that met the dark sky with scattered stars that faded into the light blue of the day on the other side. I pressed my nose…

Ode To My Adventuremates

My dream could not have been fulfilled without my trusty adventuremates. So I would like to thank them in the way I know how. Through words. Lyndsay (Lyndzel Washington), Your love for nature is inspiring and gives me hope for this world. You have an incredibly soft heart and it helps you see deeper into…

My Dream Fulfilled

The words were written with intent and the whirlwind of a thousands memories collecting into a story. A story of a girl who dreamed of Thailand. Who fell asleep at night with the anticipation of what the dream could be. Who dreamed life could be so much grander beyond the borders of her world. Into the…

Giving of Thanks

I watched each village stand and represent themselves in song in a Lahu Thanksgiving gathering. The different harmonies captivated my heart as I observed the gathering of hundreds of people. At the very end of our time there, we also had to sing and represent ourselves. We stood up and sang the only Lahu song…

Joy in Community

I stepped my feet to the right in attempt to follow the Lahu lady’s steps as we our hands swung in and out of the circle. The men danced around in the middle of the circle with two of them playing tribal flutes. Everyone was laughing and trying to figure out the steps. I looked…

Gratitude of Stories

People are a part of your story. It is what makes us who we are. And no matter how much we try to cut the string that is weaved into our memories, it will be there. Not as a haunting reminder, but as a gentle nudge. A nudge that has created a little more of…

Enchantment of Chiang Mai

I stared out at the open night with the wind brushing my hair back. My hands clasped onto the metal ladder that was attached at the back of the song teow. The signs, sights, and sounds are familiar to me. The sound of the motos. The horns. The sights of the flashes of lights. The…

Better Than A Dream

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Variations of Home

I curled up on a thai pillow with chamomile tea in hand and the show Firefly displayed on the screen before me. It oddly felt like home. Having watched Firefly with my brothers, the show was familiar, and the setting felt like a piece of home created. In my travels thus far it is interesting…