Mud in My Tires to Mud in My Hair – Yogic Adventures in Liberia and Ecuador

Mud. I’ve had the pleasure of being stuck in it as well as having it smeared all over my body. Both experiences proved to be quite the adventures, and, upon reflection, they give me ample metaphor for the nature of my day-to-day life on two very different continents. In June 2013 I moved to Liberia, … Continue reading Mud in My Tires to Mud in My Hair – Yogic Adventures in Liberia and Ecuador

I Do Believe in Ghosts – I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do

The piece of paper, folded into letter-size thirds—with the words “Pammy, bring this to Brett Funeral Home on Wisconsin and 20th” in his handwriting—is sitting alone on the desk with no other papers around it. Just seeing his writing sends a sudden chill up my spine that causes my hand, with a will of its … Continue reading I Do Believe in Ghosts – I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do

Crossing Over to the Other Side

It's been one month ago today since I got the news of my father’s passing. And for the last thirty days I’ve felt him with me daily. I obviously didn’t know how that was going to feel until it happened, so I didn’t spend much time thinking about it. In fact, I think I’m pretty … Continue reading Crossing Over to the Other Side

That’s My Dad – Dead or Alive

I’ll never know, really, if it was a premonition  or his spirit coming to me when he passed. This is because I can’t for the life of me (no pun intended) remember what day it happened—the vision, that is. But it was real. That’s what matters. I saw him. Lying on the kitchen floor, next … Continue reading That’s My Dad – Dead or Alive

The Unlikely Tale of It

I’m not sure how to deal with it yet. I’m scared, sad, and worried that I may have to find a way to “get used to it”—somehow. You’re wondering what “it” is, and I’m still trying to figure out how to explain to you. “It” is opening my email Inbox or my Facebook page to … Continue reading The Unlikely Tale of It

A Not So Ordinary Day

As far back as I can remember, whenever I saw an ambulance whiz by with sirens blaring, I’d say a little prayer for whoever was in danger. And if I heard the screeching of tires and the crashing of metal, that prayer would be combined with a serious lump in my throat and a swell … Continue reading A Not So Ordinary Day

Why Do I Live in the Most Corrupt Nation in the World?

According to a report called the Global Corruption Barometer report, (published by http://www.transparency.org) that made headline news in USA Today, Liberia is the most corrupt nation in the world. I had friends contact me upon seeing this report asking me why I live here? The answer is simple. With corruption of this magnitude the people … Continue reading Why Do I Live in the Most Corrupt Nation in the World?

Liberia – A Strange New Place

It’s taken a week since getting to Liberia to have the realization sink in that I am finally living in Africa – a dream I’ve had since 2008, when I began offering and leading humanitarian service trips to developing nations. It took sitting on my balcony with a cup of coffee, staring out at the … Continue reading Liberia – A Strange New Place

Settling In – Less Is More

As I get settled into my new apartment in Liberia, Africa, I’m acutely aware of the difference between moving today and the last time I moved in the States. That time, I had left some of my things behind when I moved from Oregon to Texas, and it was easy to replace what I needed; … Continue reading Settling In – Less Is More