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Honouring Fridays: July 31st, 2009

So, I am actually rambling away on a Thursday evening writing this blog.  It is the eve of my first all-nighter in Nepal.  A proposal so flawed it needs its own reality TV show must be perfect by tomorrow morning.  So, to warm up the writing juices getting a jump start on the blog seemed like a good idea – especially because it reminded me to be grateful, as Fridays always do.  Now, with a better, healthier, and more positive outlook on this all-nighter I am going to get to it.

  • Naspati.  Another week, another magical fruit season.  New to markets these past two weeks are naspati, the ubiquitous asian pear/applepear/Pyrus pyrifolia.  These round and crunchy fruits are kin to the pear and while expensive at home, come at a ridiculously affordable price here.  Last weekend for our regular Saturday gathering (where I have found my niche as honoured dessert maker) I made a poached version with a few tweaks to this recipe from Marvin at Burnt Lumpia.  Instead of wine I used pomegranate and grape juice to poach, meaning I skipped the additional sugar in the poaching liquid.  Served cold with fresh cinnamon cream, the reduced poaching liquid, and homemade cashew and almond granola they were delicious!  Perhaps if you get yourself over here in the next month I could make you some…provided they are still in season…oh who am I kidding…if they aren’t in season something else delicious will be, so get the heck over here!
  • Girlfriends.  Hard to imagine life without the care and love of a good group of girlfriends. But this week I think I realized just how much I miss those friends who are simultaneously an adviser and empathizer.  They help sort out the myriad of emotions and yet somehow manage to remain both level-headed and compassionate – feeling what you feel but not getting so deep into the crux of it that they are no longer able to help dig you out.  And they know you well enough to know when to challenge or to simply agree, when to pour a glass of wine or reach for the gin and tonic, and when a little laughter is better than tears.  They just know.  Thank you so much to all my girlfriends who have reached out over the past week with emails, snail mail, packages, and good thoughts.  It was just the love I needed this week.
  • Knowing that I still have lots to learn. I guess this is not a new revelation.  No thunder crashed or lightening flashed when I told myself this afternoon that I still have so much to learn.  Because I actually don’t think this state of mind ever really changes.  I always think I have much to learn, but the harder part is being grateful for it.  It isn’t about being young or old, schooled or unschooled, experienced or unexperienced – it is about curiousity – about retaining that curiousity when you are learning something you maybe don’t want to learn.  And that is something I still have to learn…to appreciate the lessons that are the hardest to appreciate.
  • Randomwebsitegenerator.  Sometimes I need inspiration.  And I read this article just the other day that suggested using randomly generate websites to inspire solutions to problems (they called them probortunities…don’t even get me started!).  And I remembered a number of years ago this website that helped generate random URLs.  So I tried it and found inspiration here, and here, and here, and here…places I may never have found otherwise if it wasn’t for my trusty randomwebsitegenerator friend.  Thanks for the randomness friend!

Honouring Fridays: March 13th, 2009

Mid-march already!  So hard to believe it really.  At home, I could mark the months with work cycles, important dates, holidays, and often seasons; here is harder to mark the passage of time as readily.  The holidays are new and unfamiliar, the work cycle is totally new, and the seasons seem to wash slowly into each other like the bleeding of water colour paints.  Perhaps this why time is more fluid and less structured here…thinking in larger increments of time lends itself to a more free and bigger picture way of thinking.  The immediate details don’t matter…the afterlife, one’s legacy, one’s family history and sucessive generations…that is how time is truly measured in Nepal.

  • Nepali Straight talkers. Today I had my first productive meeting with my Global Campaign for Education-Nepal steering committee.  The challenge for the past 4 months has been to try and observe, assess, and understand the organization and leave plenty of room for them to involve me where they see fit.  I am very conscious of the methods other INGOs use to push their own agendas and I am very focussed on not working in that way.  It is their country, their education policy, and their coalition…I can support but they need to feel comfortable with me.  So, months roll by, I wait.  And today, a tipping point thanks to another INGO.  They had brought along a senior member of staff to observe and comment on the planning process (we are 8 reports behind schedule for our donor oganization….blech!).  He was able to say the things I wasn’t – he could speak as a Nepali to another Nepali, with confidence about how things work , in a direct and constructive way.  And the best part was that he was able to reinforce many of the recommendations that I had been making….so without getting too hopeful I would like to believe that this signals a productive turn in the work of the coalition.  Yippee!
  • Cabbage. One of the most under appreciated, hardy, and satisfyingly crunchy vegetables to hit the culinary scene some centuries ago.  Last night we made the most delicious sesame-soy-honey coleslaw with fresh green cabbage, carrots, red onion, and a smashing dressing.  Recipe is coming soon….but wanted to remind folks that the lowly cabbage is worth a second look.  Excellent in curries, instead of tortillas as wrappers for tasty fillings, in salads, pickled, in soups, as filling for tacos…consider this slogan…”where one could use lettuce….CABBAGE instead!”
  • M’s Family. The parents of my dear friend, M,  arrived in Nepal this week.   M’s mother was recently diagnosed with cancer so this trip has already been an emotional and mental preparation.  A small group of us went for dinner with them this week and it was such an honour to meet them.  There we moments of intense sadness and tears but also moments shining with laughter and sheer joy for being together.  The poor waiters must have thought we were crazy, switching from laughing to tears in mere seconds.  It was however, one of the most genuine, real, and honest moments of my time here in Nepal.  Nobody tried to pretend things were okay or to create an atmosphere that felt overly celebratory.  We all just shared our meal and infused our time with love, good conversation, support, warmth, understanding, and compassion…when we felt like laughing we laughed and when we felt like crying we cried.
  • Feeling a place through art. Other of my dear friends, and a fellow Canadian, is an exceptionally talented painter.  It is a hobby but in my mind it is his true calling.  He captures more vividly the mood, feeling, and inner sense of Nepal than any picture I could take with a camera.  A few of his paintings are available to view on his website.   His Nepal hills pulsate with purples, blues, greens and appear smoky with the haze of fog.  It is always one of my favourite things to be in a place with G and then to revisit that place through his paintings.

Load Shedding

Ackk! We have been experiencing regular efforts to decrease power consumption in Nepal which means peak hours without power…which means few entries to my blog 🙁  So, consider this a chance for you to load shed yourself…read only once a week instead of once a day 🙂  And, sadly, with an overwhelming number of spam comments, I have changed the settings to require approval from me…not ideal but will prevent all of us from having to read about the latest casino offerings!

We are currently in a moderately-sized town called Banepa taking intensive language classes during the day and then climbing into cold sparse rooms to catch some sleep at night.  Much like camping but with the added smells of pit toilets in your room…quaint 🙂  However, the people have made it so much more pleasant than it sounds.  We have a fantastic teacher, Krishna-ji who is incredibly patient as our mouths struggle with complex reflexive and palative sounds.  And the other volunteers are just so interesting.  We are a true complex patchwork of experiences, cultures, and personalities.  Tossed together into a fairly intense experience has meant that everyone connected fairly quickly. We have 3 folks from India (Varanasi, Delhi, and Bangalore), 2 Dutch, 1 American, 1 Brit, 2 Filipinos, one other Canadian and 1 Ugandan.

So while I am here in what feels like volunteer residence mixed with a pretty rough summer camp, I send everyone lots of love and good wishes.

Namaste!