Tag Archive: Burma

When do I hear my neighbor sing?

I have been working on translating my book, Picking Flowers on Dusty Roads, into Norwegian. It is a long, and boring task. Since I am in the mood of the book, I have decided to share a few paragraphs here. Perhaps you will like it and want to get the... Read More

June 12, 2013 3 Comments

A glimse of courage to live.

I am going to quote a new friend and staff member, R ( I cannot use his name for security reasons). He sent me this reflection this morning and it moved me. R  is young and has just joined our staff. I am glad that he chose us, and even... Read More

May 16, 2013 1 Comment

A God who obviously doesn’t care

Something provoked me today. Actually, a lot has provoked me recently and I am not going to go into the details. Let me start at the beginning. There is a cyclone coming to Western Burma, right. I already shared that. So those of us who are not in the area... Read More

May 14, 2013 10 Comments

A cyclone in my heart

I have been hearing some really bad news the last few days. The Rohingya people that I have been writing so much about, whom I have visited on two occasions this year, and whose lives and stories have grabbed my heart are now faced with another enemy: A cyclone. Left... Read More

May 12, 2013 2 Comments

When your only goal is to die.

I have been putting it off long enough. As I am sitting in my living room, contemplating what to make for dinner, and how to get the house clean, the media is full of stories of politicians sexually assaulting minors, of lone rangers making bombs that they intended to use... Read More

April 23, 2013 7 Comments

Getting spring into my heart

After three very busy and intense weeks in Burma and Thailand I am finally back, to my kitchen table and my piles of work. I am overwhelmed. I don’t have enough hours in my days. I have too many things to do on my list. The dishwasher broke. The dog... Read More

April 8, 2013 2 Comments

A room full of heroes.

Since I last wrote a few things have happened: The day I held my speech for Women’s day I was actually voted Woman of the year in my hometown, Levanger. That was a huge honor, and something I am still trying to understand fully. I don’t exactly feel like a... Read More

March 23, 2013 Leave your thoughts

Money is more important than people

Yesterday my friend, Dougal, sent me this photo. It made me happy and sad at the same time. Happy because I remember this baby well. He was so cute and he kept sticking his tongue out at me. I just wanted to hold him and hug him forever. Sad because... Read More

February 28, 2013 5 Comments

Refreshin’ in London

An empty coffee cup in a full coffee shop. Sunday morning in London, and Steve and I are trying to live the urban life. We have squeezed into the coffee shop where all the Londoners are having their breakfast, sheltered from the cold and humid day outside. I find it... Read More

February 26, 2013 2 Comments

Be nice or you will get a big nose

Among many other things the past week, we have enjoyed watching a theater Naomi, our middle daughter, has been a part of. It is a very local, very young and very enthusiastic group of actors and directors. Naomi has the role as Limping Lina, and she is angry, bitter and... Read More

February 12, 2013 1 Comment

Where does hate start?

My new Rohingya friend, Mary (not her real name) walked with me through a camp full of destitute people. “Children don’t just suddenly know how to hate,” she said as she maneuvered between the mass of children and others who were following us, eager to know what we were up... Read More

February 6, 2013 4 Comments

The courage to cry

I don’t know if I have ever seen a grown man cry the way he did. Jakil walked into the room we were sitting looking serious and determined. His hair was combed and well-kept, he was wearing a nice shirt and the traditional Burmese loyngi. He didn’t look like a... Read More

February 1, 2013 6 Comments