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.
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.
