Conversations on El Camino

Members of "The Unemployed House" – Abrill, Heather, Lauren, and I – let out various cries of concern from the back row of the bus, anticipating our potential demise. Our seats were cantilevered over a steep ditch ready to swallow the back axle, the driver maneuvering a six-point turn on the mountainside. We were an…

"Relájese y respire," the woman in the queue instructed my current client, modeling the desired deep breathing technique intended to induce relaxation. They breathed deeply together, synchronizing and slowing their breathing, faces melting into smiles. "Respire Dios en la alma; Dios puede sanarle" -- breathe God into your heart; God can heal you. I paused…

I had only 5 days to fall in love with the people of Colombia and Venezuela – I needed only one. All too soon, I was packing my backpack for the next leg in my journey (with a little extra packing space after delivering spice containers to the volunteer house; I felt a bit like…