Island School and Braving the Gap (again)

Kick, kick, pull. Kick, kick, pull. An hour and a half into my snorkel and I seem to be the only person left on the planet. My eyes fixed on the ocean floor, I watch as the sun rays pierce through the surface and light up coral, conch shells, and a school of cuttlefish. I … Continue reading Island School and Braving the Gap (again)

Standing Wisely, not Standing Down

I’m surrounded. People are swirling around the room speaking a different language. Libby is petting my head. Rachel is picking up my leg. Hands are tangled in my hair and wrapped around my waist. I'm suffocating. Is this the end? BafaBafa is a cultural awareness game we played during TBB orientation to prepare us to … Continue reading Standing Wisely, not Standing Down

Advice from the พระภิกษุสงฆ์ (Monks): Turning Your River into a Pond.

Pra Ajarn Ti let out a hearty laugh. "If a guitar string is too tight, it might break. Too loose, it won't make a good sound. The right tension is the way to live the middle path in life." The middle path. The main teaching of Buddhism. The reason monks are so incredibly unbothered. In … Continue reading Advice from the พระภิกษุสงฆ์ (Monks): Turning Your River into a Pond.

An Eternal Search for ความงาม.

"Ping Pong wants white skin." Our host mother, Yim, who refers to herself as "mommy," giggled and slid her chunky blue sunglasses over her big doe eyes. Our host sister, Ping Pong, quickly pulled her sleeve over her forearm, which she had extended to compare her skin tone to her fathers. Emma and I looked at … Continue reading An Eternal Search for ความงาม.