I went to Thailand to face my fear of the dark, but I discovered more about the power of the light.
“The truck was horribly overcrowded,” Maya recounts. “Everyone was packed together, and it was hard to breathe. It was pitch-black inside, and I couldn’t see my boys. I kept feeling for their faces and putting my hand in front of their noses to be sure they were still breathing—to make sure they were still alive.” … Continue reading …to make sure they were still alive.
Refugees. Trafficking. Race. I know it's a lot, and I do hesitate and second guess myself a gazillion times before posting yet another thing to challenge how we engage with the world around us, but Dr Seuss just keeps playing over & over in my head: "Unless someone like you cares a whole awful … Continue reading Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot
I've generally been one to avoid pain, discomfort & darkness.