it's so quiet. finally. after a day that started out with rain, after a rainy night and no power for 2 days, so that the kids were going crazy or making me crazy, it's quiet. now they have gone to a barbeque and i'm at home with a horrid cough and a fever. that awful achy all over- lungs hurt to cough, tired from brushing your hair kind of thing. so i'm lying here- with a beautiful sunny sky, and a computer that is recharging, and the internet working, and the soft hum of my washing machine - and nobody fighting- i'm so thankful for all of this.
last night i went to an art opening in kampala with some friends. it was a little gallery down a dirt road. it was fantastic. to be out- at night- in the city- to see an art scene in the middle of east africa (which is honestly not what comes to mind when you think about uganda)- and to see beauty and expression in it's home- in the real- to listen to the ugandan gallery owner describing the artist's work- to over hear ugandan artists sharing opinions- to see a side of art here that is not just folk art. it reminded me of san francisco, of seeing small shows in the mission and seeing the other people who care about that- there is a rawness to it that i love.
a bad photo of one of my favorites...
yesterday i went to Reach Out clinic. it was my first time since i've moved here and it was great to see old friends. i didn't see patients- i was just checking in- setting up meetings- finding out what their need is- how i can serve. it made me so excited- that wiggly feeling- like i've found my 'special purpose'.
and yesterday when driving jude and his friend daniel home from school, i gave them my iphone and asked them to take pictures. to capture what they see- what they think uganda looks like- what life looks like to them here. at ages 6 and 7. and this is what we've got...
i like how they are sort of distorted from the movement- their take- their perspective- their art.
then this morning- we found this in our yard.
not knowing what it was exactly, we did what most people would do to what might be a poisonous snake, we chopped it in half, which the boys loved, and then we researched it. old school. like in a book (because the power was out, and the internet). turns out, it was not the baby of a cobra or a mamba, it was a harmless worm snake. so we did what most parents do after violently killing an innocent creature, we felt bad, but explained that you NEVER touch any snake EVER.
but after a quiet, power-less, sick day- it did add some excitement and some learning.
the sun is gone now, the last of her light striped across the horizon- bright and old and knowing. like she knows she's needed more here- the light of day- and knowing the darkness will bring rest. and with that- the power just went out again- so good night.
last night i went to an art opening in kampala with some friends. it was a little gallery down a dirt road. it was fantastic. to be out- at night- in the city- to see an art scene in the middle of east africa (which is honestly not what comes to mind when you think about uganda)- and to see beauty and expression in it's home- in the real- to listen to the ugandan gallery owner describing the artist's work- to over hear ugandan artists sharing opinions- to see a side of art here that is not just folk art. it reminded me of san francisco, of seeing small shows in the mission and seeing the other people who care about that- there is a rawness to it that i love.
a bad photo of one of my favorites...
yesterday i went to Reach Out clinic. it was my first time since i've moved here and it was great to see old friends. i didn't see patients- i was just checking in- setting up meetings- finding out what their need is- how i can serve. it made me so excited- that wiggly feeling- like i've found my 'special purpose'.
and yesterday when driving jude and his friend daniel home from school, i gave them my iphone and asked them to take pictures. to capture what they see- what they think uganda looks like- what life looks like to them here. at ages 6 and 7. and this is what we've got...
then this morning- we found this in our yard.
but after a quiet, power-less, sick day- it did add some excitement and some learning.
the sun is gone now, the last of her light striped across the horizon- bright and old and knowing. like she knows she's needed more here- the light of day- and knowing the darkness will bring rest. and with that- the power just went out again- so good night.
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