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Our Secret Garden Project continues showing signs of growth and with it, kindness. We will continue on. #Gallery #English

" There's a point where you have to leave the dough alone. It's silly to anthropomorphize bread, but I love the fact that it needs to sit quietly, to retreat from touch and noise and drama in order to evolve." ( Jody Picoult:The Storyteller) We have retreated. No noise. No drama. Their story is the drama. At this point, no touch. The word " yeast" comes from the Old English, from an Indo -European root meaning " to boil, foam and bubble."We give our Kids space to do just that

You remember the scene from the film Narnia, where Aslan arrives to confront the Witch, and slowly the ice begins to melt, and winter begins to end and fade away? Well I am needing an Aslan right now to enter so that we can be done with this never ending Baba Noel that began back somewhere and goes on ad infinitum!! But anyway, Happy New Year from Kurdistan!! We held a New Year party today for our Kids in War. Yes the playing of Jingle Bells isn't quite my scene but, and it's

You've heard about our Kids. Our Kids in War City. Simply amazing mostly Syrian children, mixed with some from Mosul...all of whom have escaped, bombs, death, destruction, civil war, Isis...all of whom have kind of just survived and grown up by themselves without any TLC. They lost all and now do life in War City, well it's safe but its more than rough with a big black American car that prowls the streets, and with only bright spot on the horizon, that being the candy man who

There is a tiny 40 family Yezidi camp. Two years ago it was love at first sight and we all adopted each other and have walked close since. Halfway up a mountain, the other side of our mountain, the air is clearer, the snow is snowier, the sunsets are more magical, and the tent-dwellers are largely forgotten. We love loading up and heading out to our friends. No connection with feasts or fasts, we just give whatever we have and whatever we can, whenever we can. It's freezing u

It wasn't an event. Or a" one-off." It was the introduction of a culture. A culture of peace. Three days later and we are still unable to process this historical day where two cultures and two people groups met and engaged . Yezidi and Muslim. It was a day where peace reigned and hope abounded and love broke through. So for today, just pics because they will say it all...in no particular order...because sometimes things just happen in no particular order. And it can be the ve

A pictorial essay of War Paint War Paint. It's a color. It's a sequence of sounds. Sometimes boisterous. Sometimes silent. Sometimes patience. War Paint is a fabulous flaunting of color. War Paint is unique. War Paint is unity in diversity. War Paint sings. War paint shouts. War Paint. War Paints. It's respect. War Paint, its acceptance. War Paint it's tolerance. War Paint, its freedom. War Paint, its dignity. War Paint. #English #Gallery