Grading your bike lock

I ventured into Antigua by chicken bus. Another great experience in seeing new country on my own discovery. With nothing but time on my hands, I flitted around both the artisan and food market. Amazing craftspeople and hard-cord vendors. Escaping the barking pleas for their wares takes a whimsical hand at not showing too much…

There’s only one thing that we can control in the human life, and that one thing is not our mind. It’s not a thought, it’s not our breath, it’s not our responses, it’s not our actions. It is the cultivation of personal awareness, the moment-to-moment awareness of who we are – in charge of our…

Today’s school activity involved taking a chicken bus to HueHuetenango to see Los Ruinos with Aimee and maestro Mario. Basically the chicken buses are retired US/Canadian school buses and the bus I took to Xela was by far a more ‘luxurious’ Pullman (these are mainly retired Greyhounds). I was really quite surprised by the low…

Well I must admit, I was feeling a bit adventurous when I ventured out in shorts and a t-shirt, laundry encased in a large green rucksack, sans umbrella. The looming clouds had been darkening the skies for much of the afternoon, and I figured that it might hold off for perhaps another 45 minutes. Boy,…

“Life consists of contradictions. You should know the day, its beauty; you should know the night and its beauty. And remember, they are not separate. Every day brings you to the night, and every night brings you to the day. It is one wheel, one circle, one organic whole. Once you understand that, then in…