Mindful Citizenship ~ Sustainable Planet

Mindful Citizenship ~ Sustainable Planet

Every journey offers opportunities to realize a deeper and more meaningful connection with our own selves
Every journey offers opportunities to realize a deeper and more meaningful connection with our own selves

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What is Normal?

“Faster, faster!” I yelled to the motorcycle driver. “Don’t stop for that guy. Just go!” We slipped between the partially closed gate and past the guard without stopping. Can you get in trouble for breaking into a country you “officially” never left? (more…)

Truckin’

I returned to the orphanage after four days on the road. When I got there, there wasn’t any electricity, as is usually the case throughout Haiti, but what I really wanted was just a shower. However, there wasn’t any water because the tank up on the roof was empty and the orphanage had run out of gas to run their generator to pump more water from the well. (more…)

The Cover of Darkness

A while back I had to abandon my plans to go to Kokoye beach because I needed to get to a doctor. Now, I am setting out to complete that mission. (more…)

The Haitian Lorax

Up in the mountains, high above all the crap in the Port au Prince valley, sits a quaint town called Kenscoff. Up here it rains a lot and the air is clean. The mountains back here are incredibly steep, jutting up like dorsal fins on a shark. The Tetons are this steep, but they are hard rock. These are dirt and people have cleared almost every tree in sight. (more…)

The Shark Cage

I had a chance to have brunch last Friday with a fellow Macalester grad who works at the UN here in Haiti. I also had a chance to ride around town in a giant motorized shark cage on wheels. Both activities revealed more problems that Haiti needs to overcome before it can improve. (more…)

An Agonizing Choice

There are so many hurdles to making any noticeable improvements in Haiti that it’s frustrating. What’s worse is politics play a big role in the state of the country’s social affairs. Why even try? I find myself asking people “Why are you still here?” (more…)

Trouble on the Mountain

The day before I left Port au Prince on my trip south, there was a major police raid in the hills around Petit Goave. They arrested eight bandits who had been setting up roadblocks on the main highway over the previous several weeks and robbing passing vehicles. Perhaps this is why the police were so keen on getting me off that beach where I was sleeping. (more…)

Don’t Look at the Receipt

I’m back in Port au Prince on an aggressive regiment of antibiotics, anti-inflammatory eye drops, eye pressure reducing drops and dilating drops, prescribed to me by the President’s health adviser. So I’m just sitting here, making sure I administer the right medication on the right schedule. (more…)

Crashing Waves

The day started out great. I woke up sort of early and had a good breakfast of watermelon, cantaloupe, mangoes, toast and fried eggs. I strapped my backpack to the motorcycle with a couple of bungee chords, filled up the gas tank and hit the road. (more…)

What is Normal?

“Faster, faster!” I yelled to the motorcycle driver. “Don’t stop for that guy. Just go!” We slipped between the partially closed gate and past the guard without stopping. Can you get in trouble for breaking into a country you “officially” never left? (more…)

Truckin’

I returned to the orphanage after four days on the road. When I got there, there wasn’t any electricity, as is usually the case throughout Haiti, but what I really wanted was just a shower. However, there wasn’t any water because the tank up on the roof was empty and the orphanage had run out of gas to run their generator to pump more water from the well. (more…)

The Cover of Darkness

A while back I had to abandon my plans to go to Kokoye beach because I needed to get to a doctor. Now, I am setting out to complete that mission. (more…)

The Haitian Lorax

Up in the mountains, high above all the crap in the Port au Prince valley, sits a quaint town called Kenscoff. Up here it rains a lot and the air is clean. The mountains back here are incredibly steep, jutting up like dorsal fins on a shark. The Tetons are this steep, but they are hard rock. These are dirt and people have cleared almost every tree in sight. (more…)