Elbowing Jihad In Mali

There is trouble brewing in the Mosques here in Mali.  A struggle from within the house of Islam. A Muslim welder in Sikasso was expressing his deep frustration over alarmingly disrespectful occurrences within Sikasso’s Mosques. It seems that there are men in Sikasso’s mosques who are discreetly elbowing others beside them as they form up…

Never Quickly Run Away – Are We Playing In Developing Nations?

“Now, after three years in the Peace Corps, my father’s letter had illuminated my real position and Ecuador; I was engaged in the ultimate bourgeois gesture.  I had come to live for a time in a poor village…. When things got too rough: if I got sick or the food became unbearable or if the…

How Scars Move Us Forward

“When we decide to act, it is natural that unexpected conflict should arise. It is natural that we will be wounded as a result of such conflict. Wounds heal: they stay on as scars, and that is blessing. Such scars stay with us for the rest of our lives, and are of great help to…

Never Coming All The Way Back – Bored With Me?

“The couple of days that he stayed with us were punctuated with amusing and interesting conversations: one I remember was about his four wives, or rather about polygamy. ‘Well’, said Malick (A professional Malian photographer who photographed the Djenne Djenno Hotel in Djenne, Mali) with just a hint of mischief in his eye ‘ Wouldn’t…

When Fishermen Retreat

“Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.” (Henry David Thoreau) As a commercial fisherman, I am after fish. However, sometimes we need time away from “The Sea”, to absorb “The Land”. It was damp morning, but not soggy enough to keep me home. It…

Stormy Seas – Bass Ass Bikers

Did I just join a biker gang not realising what I have done? This stormy sea day could be payback. I’m sitting here in the captain’s chair waiting to see how this weather unfolds. It’s a blustery NE today. I think this ship will remain tied to the dock, like all others. Fishing has been my…

Waiting For Our Soul To Catch Up – What’s The Rush?

“An explorer, a white man, anxious to reach his destination in the heart ofAfrica , promised an extra payment to his bearers if they would make greater speed. For several days, the bearers moved along at a faster pace. One afternoon, though, they all suddenly put down their burden and sat on the ground. No…

Hike Your Own Life Hike

  When my son (Trail name Camel) and I (Toe Tape) set out to walk a 300 km trail in nine days,  I was introduced to the concept of, “Hike your own Hike.” Meaning that among fellow hikers there is given a freedom for each person to hike in a speed, rhythm, time, and manner that…

When I Die I’ll Be On Time

“When I die, I’ll be on time.” (Lumineers, Lyrics to Cleopatra) I’m going to be  less “on time” for several events or activities, I’m not even going to show up at all for some others. While hiking 300 km across Prince Edward Island on the Confederation Trail last summer, at about the halfway point we…