It is important to remember Oso as a vibrant place, not as a disaster zone. The community was, and is, a tightly knit family of caring, generous people. People chose to live there for a reason -- because it was beautiful and it remains so. It has shown its heart through tragedy and it continues to rise above the mud.
Ascent, the literary magazine of Concordia College, recently asked to publish a photo I took while on a walk in a neighborhood park. Please visit their beautiful site HERE . Click on my name at the bottom of the page to read my short essay about urban wilderness.
Since I’ve been home from Ireland, people have often asked me about “culture shock”. Nearly half a lifetime ago, I wandered through remote parts of Mexico and Guatemala where everything from the language, food, landscape, clothing and body language was foreign and unsettling. In more recent years, I hung out in Malaysia where I ate at a … Continue reading Culture Shock
I reached into my pants pocket today and pulled out a small, hard chunk of earth flecked with grass. The pants had just been washed but the pocket was still filled with crumbles of grittiness. I think I remember putting them there while Neil and Ed and I walked an empty misty path on a … Continue reading Finding Home Far Away
Robyn Lynn 