Our first school meeting was yesterday morning, all the students lined up in chairs in a circle. I was late, of course, but Maria was too! We were late together, having gotten coffee and milopita for ourselves and John. It helps to be bringing the director breakfast, if you’re going to walk in late to Read more >>

My first full day on Paros, and already my rhythms feel right again. I rose at seven am, made a cup of tea and entered the day slowly. John and I went out for coffee, then I walked out onto the waterfront and sat on the rocks for a bit while I waited for the Read more >>

I am on Paros. Let me say that again, it makes me so happy. I have arrived on Paros, intact and entire and it was so beautiful today it felt like a dream. Kathryn and I hopped on the little prop plane (highlight: flight attendant miming through the safety instructions with a life vest around Read more >>

The little blue room I sleep in at my mother’s house is filled with stacks of clothes, rolls of canvas, scattered brushes and sundry cosmetics. I have been packing for over twenty four hours now, and I don’t feel I’m any closer to done. I have gotten very good at packing in the last six Read more >>

When I started this in August, I tried to live it out loud. To write about everything that was happening, good and bad. It was a lot of good, mostly, at the beginning – exciting new experiences, new places, wonderful new friends. I wrote about my mother’s illness in November, and have written since about Read more >>

Lester Vetter Originally uploaded by metafilter’s_interrobang. I love this. Jenn and I found a yearbook from 1947 at the thrift store last week. John Ralston drew a picture of each member of the senior class, one a night for three months. Brilliant.

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Last night, we had our vocal ensemble concert at Agios Antonis Catholic Church in Paroikia. It was packed, people spilling out of the door into the courtyard – but I wasn’t looking, I was concentrating very hard on not looking, actually. It is a lot easier to sing for a group of 300 people in Read more >>

Last night, myself and the nine members of Jeffrey’s writing workshop gave a reading for the other students and the good people of Paroikia. I knew it was going to be solid, we’ve had a lot of great pieces this term. But nothing prepared me for the actual event – ten powerful voices, each original Read more >>

I slept in today, and lazed around in bed for a couple of hours with a pitcher of water and this book – Grace and Grit by Ken Wilber. Maria-Elena loaned it to me and it is good. The timing was good, as always. But I slept in today, and therefore missed the last hike Read more >>