And it embarrasses me to write to you all at this point in time. But I hope that you will understand. The time I spent in Bagamoyo with the children, youth and artists was so mind and heart changing. Three weeks was all it took for the love in Africa to take over my heart.
The majority of people I met and spent time with had very little but had everything.
Time was not kept with a clock, time passed as it was intended--through the travels of the sun throughout the expansive sky.
Smiling at small child would send them into a wit of giggles and then a wide pearly white smile would soon stretch across their faces.
Mambo?
Poa.
How are you?
I'm good.
I'm good was always the response. Although one of our friends my have not eaten at all throughout the day, they were still 'poa'. Are we always poa? Are we always thankful for what we have?
Anything is possible under the sun.
I want to share my experience with anyone and everyone that is willing to listen, however, I have yet to figure out how to do this. I am ever so thankful for everyone's support...and I feel extremely guilt ridden because I have yet to include you in my experience, but I am still in a reflection period.
My thoughts get stuck in my head, running around and around....when I try to express these thoughts and feelings in words....I become blank or the words in which I do think of aren't the thoughts I feel.
I will continue to try and I hope that within time, I will be able to share with you all the joys I experienced while in Bagamoyo.
Here is a link to some photos on Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2035808&id=1559940150&l=630cc77f56














