Mr. and Mrs. Johnny Hulett…congratulations Anya and Johnny. I am a big fan of weddings, so it doesn’t surprise me much that I had a great day yesterday. It doesn’t matter what the setting is, who the attendees are, or what the ceremony looks like…when two people love each other truly, the day of their union is somehow always imbued with a beauty and peace indescribable. All of the minor crisis are transcendended and if you pay attention, everyon in attendance walks away with a warmth in the heart.
Thank you Johnny and Anya for everything, and my best of wishes to you moving forward from here. I’m honoured to know you both…
In a good way.
Ibrahim Ferrer has passed. Thank you for years of beautiful tunes.
Belief In God?
Honestly people, do you really look up to Bush as a man of character, an honest God-loving man? One lady from this article on CNN.com certainly does:
“He’s a man of character,” said Cheryl Cheyney, a school bus driver from Cumming, Georgia, and a Republican. “He’s very honest in the things he says. I agree with his belief system, the way he believes in God and is not afraid to show it. That’s very important to me.”
How are any of his actions driven by a belief in God? Doesn’t anyone else see the horrific shadow of the Crusades in this mission? The situation in Iraq has turned into something completely devoid of truth and merit, logic, heart, or faith in God.
Continue reading God? Really?
I woke up today at the relatively reasonable hour of 5.45am…a far cry from normal, but even farther from the insane 2am wake-ups that have been markin’ my jet-lagged ass for the past week. I’m finally able to do some good time in the bed, sleeping and sleeping. I don’t remember jet lag being this bad, but honestly, I don’t think I was upright and sober for more than a few minutes the last time I returned from Africa.
It’s been really nice gettin’ to see the peeps and reconnect with all of my friends. I am missing my Zanzibari family and friends rather desperately, but I know now that there will be much less time between visits than the time between the last two, Inshallah. I am so fortunate to be so close with a family so far away, both distance-wise and culturally (at least there’s a great distance between the one I was raised in and their culture). I happen to think I fit in there quite fine, and not quite as well here.
Continue reading Back in the grind