How often do you judge strangers on a daily basis?
How often do you judge co-workers?
What right do we have to judge anyone at all?
Tag: people

The day I met my Iranian family
27… 29… 31 Redwood Drive. This must be the house. The scribble on my notepad says so. No cars out front, not that I would know what they drive, or if they drive. Continue reading “The day I met my Iranian family”

Bewitchingly Burmese
Sel and I ventured around the gorgeous countryside of Myanmar for a month in 2013. Continue reading “Bewitchingly Burmese”

The smallest interactions generate the largest echoes
November, 2013. I was wandering around the streets of Yangon, Myanmar (aka Burma). Continue reading “The smallest interactions generate the largest echoes”