Almost on My Way

Today’s the day. Butterflies are dancing in my stomach, a combination of joy and nervousness. I leave Bethel today and catch the jet to Anchorage. I spent the day in an Apple computer training class, learning how to make webpages. Its a wonder I could even concentrate. I am happy to be on my way to Chiapas. And nervous because I am worried I will not get everything done.

I have never felt so much like I am going home, on my way home to San Cristobal de Las Casas. I looked forward to walking the streets lined with colonial buildings and visiting markets and villages. I look forward to speaking Tsotsil again and seeing friends. I still need to get to the store in Anchorage and buy watercolor paints and papers for my painting workshop.

I received an email from Rafael with the program for the memorial service on the 21 and 22 of December, along with a reminder for people staying over night to bring a sleeping bag and blankets, because it is the cold season. Luckily, I have left my sleeping bag in San Cristobal; hopefully it will be waiting for me there.

My next writing task is to complete my last-minute to do list before getting on the plane. I can almost see the smiles of the children. I have a short stop-over in Anchorage, where I will buy water colors and quality art paper, which is hard to find in México, at least in San Cristobal, my only urban stop-over before heading to the highlands. I am thinking that it is not so much about the books but interacting with the children. This trip I hope to write books with children. I hope you continue with me on this journey as I continue to learn, love, and listen along the path that keeps bringing me back to Chiapas.