Intentional immersion, searching for what we lose in the crowds.
I’ve just completed my usual airport routine of performing black-market surgery on the ole red back pack. Stitching fresh wounds with safety pins and dental floss, while packing the gaping holes with scarves and plastic bags; it’s beginning to look as traveled as Forrest Gump’s shoes. I’ve brushed my hair, counted the stamps in my […]
I was struggling to title this post, as I wasn’t entirely sure it was necessary to use the word “bad” in a heading which recalls my twelve day journey (with eleven best friends) through Bali. But then I thought of Justin’s missing toenails, our boating cluster-cuss in Lombok, and glanced at the water-damage markings on […]
About one year after I packed my bags and ventured into the colorful abyss that is our world, I noticed a comment on one of my Instagram photos asking, “Cass, are you still in Narnia?” For a moment, I thought my friend Kelly had simply been duped by the snickering rascal that is auto-correct while […]
I tend to be a person of, shall we say, passion. I choose the word passion with great vigilance, as I am attempting to cast a rainbow rather than a grey-umbrella-term over a few of my characteristics, which may seem somewhat ostentatious. For example, I can blame my inability to cope with losing a game […]
I’m not sure how this happened, but I think I am attempting to become an official writer. Like a real-life, typewriter and Ray Bans, cigarettes and contemplative stares– writer. Okay so only the Ray Bans bit is true and I’m not necessarily a novelist, but perhaps the secondhand version of a novelist… a blogger. I don’t mind the term […]
For exactly one year, I have been writing letters, selling cookies and dancing on soap boxes to spread the news about Global Autism Project. I see a beautiful sunrise and feel a sudden inclination to post it on viral social media, proclaiming hashtag-SkillCorps! And now that I’ve had the opportunity to work with partners, both in India and now Indonesia, […]
Landing in Delhi was the definition of surreal. While in this exact moment, as our hired driver slams the brakes to avoid smashing a suicidal J-walking monkey, I find myself struggling to believe I am actually here. Even so, the fiery curried chicken I had for lunch yesterday continues to remind me in the form […]
Over the past 5 years I’ve tried to embrace the theory that “home is where I hang my hat.” I left my hometown when I was 16 years old with a granite-head concept that I was destined to thrive in a world far greater than the tiny dustbowl lands that raised me: lovely little Jesup, […]
You know that scene in Peter Pan when Wendy is begging Peter to tell her about his home, then he flutters his elfin toes and breaks into song? Well… if Vail, Colorado had a theme song, Peter’s melody of kazoos and flutes would be it. When you’re looking for a magical land, free of remorse and […]
I have a bachelor’s degree in Art History. Yes, I spent five years of my life, memorizing slides, monotonous dates, and the varying shades of Burnt Siena. The thought of this, I’m sure, makes many of you want to stick the blunt end of a number two pencil in your left eye socket; but I […]
