ferrier fotos.

one of the funnest (that should be a word) things to do here is show someone a photo of themselves. there are photo studios here (think haitian glamour shots), but going to one is usually not a high priority and mostly done in necessity (for a name badge, id card, etc.).  the reactions at seeing one's photo on the camera usually come in the form of a shriek, hoot, or a mouth dropped open. before i left ferrier, some of my closest friends let me steel their photos. 

okay, she's not really one of my closest friends, but she looks like a fun one. caught her just after she saw her photo on the camera...

some of my 2 favorite timoun yo (kids). rose's sons. 

rose. rose. rose. she took SUCH phenomenal care of us. oh, and if you could only hear her laugh.

the sweetest girl friends. we ran together, laughed at my creole together, and sat around talking for more days than we didn't. boy, i miss them.

the facial expressions range pretty dramatically. love it.

stephen and our homeboys. there's too much to say about them. i have NO idea what we'd have done without them. our haiti time would have been lackluster for sure.

we had to say good-bye to ferrier and our most incredible friends saturday morning. until we get to see them again in person, these photos, phonecalls, and mail (by way of other ferrier travelers) will have to do. i still can't believe they let us be their friends. i feel so lucky.

ache.

{ferrier, haiti. march 2008.}

we all ache. its a deep, hollow, expanse of hurt. 
and we're not even there. 
we. are. worlds. away. 
and this world doesn't seem to need 
any more disconnected reflections right now. 

{ferrier, haiti. march 2008.}

you won't find one here. just some ache in the bones.
i have been leaning on a mantra found here. 
and the beautiful people here and here and here.

{if God is with the suffering, where are we?}

Philanthropy is commendable, but it must not cause the 
philanthropist to overlook the circumstances of 
economic injustice which make philanthropy necessary

Martin Luther King Jr.

playin' catchup.

so much for not getting behind on one more thing in life... since we last psuedo-chatted a few things have come and gone.

for one, the leaves are on their way out around here, but creating quite a beautiful fuss before they all disappear. don't worry, soon all the trees will check-out for the winter, and you can be glad you live in texas once again.


also, i just got back from a quick little trip to visit gentry in her new beloved nest of Kingston, NY. lucky for me, robin was here in baltimore for 5 days tooooooooo! growing up and out and away is hard. i am learning that. 

just before then, fin and i were graced by the lives of an astounding group of Followers at the '09 CCDA conference. wondering what you missed? far more than i can do justice, but check out this piece of literature about the dr. john perkins, if you're interested.


oh, and this is happening soon. t-minus 15 days...