Saturday, January 21, 2012

Three Weeks Home

I have been three weeks home from India, and I want to share with you how I have fit back into my life here in Maine.
After four weeks of intense involvement with many people in India, I have been spending a lot of my time alone in my home, keeping the wood stove burning, cooking meals for myself, and walking through the snow filled woods on the trails behind my house.
I have continued to support the three young men in the computer center at the school almost daily through email and Skype. They are learning to use Joomla to develop the web site we started while I was there.
I have been meeting with a teacher at the Mt. Ararat Middle School in Topsham to develop a way of supporting the girls here to write to the 33 girls in the 8th grade at Machani Somappa School in Yemmiganur.
Both of these projects are moving along and are taking much of my time. I like that I can continue to work this way for the school in India.
As I walk through Brunswick in Maine I am aware of how I miss the many greetings I shared walking the streets of Yemmiganur. And I miss the excitement and hand shakes of the children. As much as it felt like it was too much intrusion into my personal space at the time, I can see now how much of that attention and affection I was able to take in, and how much I miss that energy here in Maine.
So, all of this journey is slowly sinking in. I feel much gratitude and love for all the people who have been a part of this time for me.

Monday, January 02, 2012

Safely Home Pictures

The Pictures from the previous post are now available.

Safely Home

After many hours on airplanes and airports, I am happy to be home. My house is safe and sound, and I am beginning to unpack and settle in for the winter. I am feeling emotionally tender and sensitive. I am physically tired but healthy and well. The quiet in my home and in the woods where I walked this morning is such a contrast to the people filled spaces that I have been in for the past four weeks.
The farewells on my last day at school were very moving and caring, and I left feeling a deep connection to the students, teachers and friends that I met during my time in India.
Here are some pictures of the farewell event at school. The principal had a special set of clothes made for me for the event, and the tailor came in the morning and dressed me up in the Juba, Dhoti and cap. I felt very special. The kids loved seeing me all dressed up.
I will write more as I settle in here at home and let you know about how I am processing this wonderful experience for me in India.