homily delivered today at First Parish Church of Groton There is a line from....
A Nation Being Rebuilt: My Fortnight in Myanmar (poem)
To find the lost, To heal the broken, To feed the hungry, To release the....
Burma Reds (poem)
Bricks from the 9th century onward, the shape of pagodas and temples throughout the whole of ancient Bagan. Modern bricks, careful rectangular stacks surpassing my own height, on display before every third or eighth roadside establishment. Or....
Accursed Temple of Bagan
While in the stunning Bagan region of Myanmar, the ruins of a kingdom that....
Barefoot Amid Monkey Poop in Myanmar
On Facebook, I posted the following: 777 steps up Mt. Popa, 777 steps down,....
Climbing Bagan
For three days, we are in the Bagan region, which is like walking amid a ten square mile swath of thousand year old ruins. I should be more accurate. It's not like that. It is that. We spent the day touring various pagodas and temples. We finally....
Good Morning, Inle Lake
Still quite dark, I was awakened this morning by two competing prayers. As I....
Entering Into Meditation
A few days ago we received an orientation to Burmese Vipassana meditation from....
Just Another Friday Evening: Shwedagon Pagoda
It must be the place to go on a Friday night. Old people. Young people. Singles, couples, groups of friends. Mothers with babies, fathers with preschoolers, toddlers practicing toddling. People from here, people from there, people from everywhere. ....
Post-Colonial Dinner Theater: An Attempt to Restore Erased Dignity
It was supposed to be a pinnacle evening. I must say, a pinnacle among....