This has been a killing time. Paris. Beirut. Karabakh … And then tonight, a musical respite. Thank you Joshua for playing for us … for the Armenians … and for me.
I’ve been spending a lot of time in our capital city of Yerevan recently, helping to train the new Community Continue reading
“The full catastrophe” as Zorba said, inspiring the title of Dr. Kabat-Zinn’s “Full Catastrophe Living.” Yeah, I’m there.
Life is tense in towns on the Armenian border with Azerbaijan where Azeri soldiers sporadically terrorize the residents with sniper fire. Sometimes they kill. They once shot into a kindergarten. In these towns, the children have no safe and healthy places to play. Our mission? Build some playgrounds.
Many Armenian youth are a bold new hope for a country spinning its wheels too long, trying to find itself after decades without self-determination. These youth are the wise, educated, aware and determined group. Many have been outside of this closed country for education, seminars, internships and jobs. They’ve seen a bit of the world and they know what’s out there. And they’re coming home and telling their friends. And now it’s time for them to tell the world, too.
An Armenian fellow told me that Armenia has a past and a future, but no present. I’d have to agree. Its beginnings were poetic and mysterious, its future probably brilliant, but its present is a state of confusion, though there is cultural mastery honoring the past and guiding future vision.
Now in the Peace Corps in Armenia, it seems I have a new hobby: Embroidery. I’m transforming Armenian icons, images, ideas or experiences I’ve had into embroidered pieces that will become a wall hanging of My Armenian Story.
Today, June 1, marks Children’s Day in Armenia and around the world. I’m quickly reminded of the visit I made Continue reading