More and more I am leaving my coccoon of security and making the effort to connect with my world. This involves a lot of fortitude and patience, especially considering the standard pace of things here. I find myself moving fluidly between identities, coloured by each of the languages -- Chibemba, Kiswahili, English, German, and French. The power outages continue to remind me to be present and to see the impermanent nature of all things which seem to be 'given.' I smile at my efforts to branch out and open up today in Kawambwa. Petit à petit, je deviens meilleur! :-)
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