I'll keep this brief because we are about to feast on chicken tikka and fish: The Andaman Islands are beautiful—well, that's an understatement. To be honest, you should probably feel a twinge of jealousy right now. Or, maybe you should choose to take the higher road and feel happy for your intrepid travelers. They're certainly … Continue reading Wow

A Poem

By Evan Pausic speak the language of flowers remember when your mother's hand touched your sickly forehead  the world watches  and is blind  I can see the top a snow capped mountain we only know the outlines of what we see I see the flower in fire on the terrace  I see the flower  shining … Continue reading A Poem

Last Day

This morning we've dispersed along this mountainside in order to say goodbye for now to our home away from home. There is always a certain heaviness that characterizes this final day in Agora.  We started our morning with a few sun salutations that faced the snow caps. As we stretched, women walked by with baskets … Continue reading Last Day