Poems and an email from Mozella

Annapurna South at dawn

Annapurna South at dawn

I thought you’d like to see this email Mozella sent her contacts after she got back. You’ll see why it was wonderful to have her company on our trip.  I’ve also included her poems in this post.

Dear Friends,

I have just returned from a wonderful ten day voluntourism trip: Sydney Frymire’s The Trek Of Your Life™ —

Breaking the ice with villagers warming up to questions and conversations — Sounds of Kathmandu — 

Trekking up seemingly impossible stone steps — Avoiding more cow dung than I’ve ever seen in my life —

Mingling with passing strangers around a Lodge fire — Navigating my way through curiosity and differences —

Stunned by sometimes shy, snowy Himalayan ranges — Captivated by foot hills we would call mountains — Fresh air

and crowing roosters — Flapping prayer flags and spinning prayer wheels — Buddhas, temples and 

gods galore — The soft celebratory flames of The Festival of Lights.



p.s. attached are three poems i wrote that are

reflective of various experiences on my trek…enjoy

Waking Up To What I Couldn’t See    

Shrouded … yet in place not going anywhere …just waiting for meGlistening  and

spilling truth  across a clear blue skyTransformed by movement that lifted  just in time

so that when  I woke upThe  light was on..

… Annapurna smiled

Through  Blue Eyes

A stranger trekking  on the  other side  of

a    narrow  path tells  me  she  has  not  seen my kind on this trailThis trail, I think-­‐ green land, brown people -­‐ and she has not seen meI  perceive  that we are one even though the women who