“If you judge people you have no time to love them.”― Mother Teresa
thinking about that pastor who was so vocal in his sermon about his views against and disdain for yoga...
thinking about a friend who suffers from depression and how I wish I could "fix" it for her...
thinking about my own reaction to a music teacher I met yesterday with a just a few yellowish-brown teeth and smoker's breath...
thinking about how son #2 excitedly and innocently exclaimed, "I like those Chinese kids next door, they're fun"...
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| Sri Lankan Photographer |
thinking about a gregarious man I met in Sri Lanka. I just wanted to sit and enjoy my surroundings in a quaint beach town on the coast. A few stolen moments without anyone else asking me if I wanted to buy something or have their photo taken with me. When this man approached me in his traditional Sri Lankan skirt and toothless grin, I thought, oh please, not right now. Within moments, though, he shared his flask filled with savory ginger tea and told me of how he not only survived the tsunami but showed me his staggering photos of the devastation in his city. He wasn't a "photographer" when he took the images but because he captured the aftermath so poignantly he is now. His photos were like precious gems telling more stories than words possibly could. He simply wanted to share his experience with me. His life forever changed.
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| Tsunami photos |
thinking about how we're all swimming in the same ocean and when we wade together for a bit, we can see what we have in common. A love and acceptance, wouldn't it make this big 'ol world a little smaller?
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