Pastor Leah

Look who I found! It was joy to get off the boat last night and have this one greet me! Bungalows. Beaches. Snorkeling. Reading. So, so good. Pastor Leah

How many ‘wing men’ do you have? (And since this is the plane I just boarded, should I be worried?) Wing men…I have already had so many helpers, guides, assistants, and outright angels along this trip; and yet, how many more helpers have there been that I didn’t even notice? We are on this life

Completing a long-contemplated journey to a far-off place.A quiet belly.Being greeted by name.Sharing a meal.Clean laundry.Even when they are far off, having a community. Pastor Leah

Like a stray dog that doesn’t give up, it seems that I am likewise beholden to Kathmandu; today was my fifth entry into the city during the past three weeks. (I think I have the immigration section of the airport completely figured out!) This afternoon I had a guided outing to one of Kathmandu’s sister

I had not heard the saying until this morning and then, moments after my guide uttered it, there was a roadside sign with the same message — no hurry, no worry. No hurry, no worry is a pretty excellent approach to a ‘significant’ anything, including a hike. According to my guide, we would be covering

Today we retraced our drive, from Punakha to Thimphu, all the way back to Paro. I am believing that we have saved ‘the best for last’. Tomorrow is the hike (climb) up to the Tiger’s Nest, a monastery that began in meditation caves in the 9th century. The actual monastery was built in 1692 but

I would love to tell you that I brought my calm and relaxed self to today’s experience but it would not be true. Instead, my determined and resilient characteristics accompanied me. Pastor Leah P.S. This is not my first suspension-bridge-horror-story. Therefore, even before I set foot on that swaying bridge, I was utterly aware that

Yesterday I was worried about a goat and today I was served fish head soup….you just never know! I arrived in Bhutan this morning. The best way I can describe it thus far is a deep breath of fresh air. When we touched down and disembarked the plane, we simply walked across the tarmac into

I have been told that traffic has intensified the last couple of days due to an upcoming festival. When I saw Mr. Goat on the back of the bike, I wondered about his role in the upcoming celebration… Good luck Mr. Goat! Pastor Leah PS. Tomorrow I fly to Bhutan for four nights. Hoping to

Heads swinging around. Heartfelt smiles. Waves. ‘Nice to meet you,’ even though we had simply crossed paths. Giggles. Lots of giggles. Pointing. Children showing parents; parents showing children. Universal signals for, ‘Can we take your picture?’ And for the very, very brave attempt at conversation: ‘How are you?’ ‘How old are you?’ ‘Where are you