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In Guatemala – Part three: Lake Atitlán.

(continued from Part two: The coffee farmer on the volcano.)

A loud thud resonates through my bones as my head slams into the metal ceiling once again as the driver forgets to tap his brakes in lieu of an oncoming speed bump. I can attest to the strength of this inconspicuous van, in that my head hasn’t yet left even a dent in the roof despite repeated attempts. There are speed limit signs here in Guatemala, but in a country where low literacy rates result in buses needing …

The heart of internal work.

We need to see the beauty in things again.
When we wake, we need to hear the birds outside our window and see the sun shine light on the darkness that came in the night.
When we look in the mirror, we need to see ourselves clearly through the fog of self-judgement.
When we go about our day, we need to remember to watch for positivity in the shadows of our bright differences.
When we come home, we need to appreciate who and what we have.
And when we go to bed, we need to remind ourselves…