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“Pools of sorrow waves of joyAre drifting through my open mind

a day in June, 1991

I am walking under the fine drizzle of rain, one bright afternoon thinking about the North Pole and how I would like to be that cold and chapped and happily doing oceanographic sampling. I am absolutely tuned in to all my oceanographic classes–soaking up things like plate tectonics, sedimentation, the water’s asymmetrical molecular structure, atmospheric heat budgets, the Coriolis effect, sea ice and icebergs, T-S diagrams, geostrophic currents, the equilibrium tide… It is an absorbing geek world. I fit quite nicely in this geek world.

“Sounds of laughter shades of earthAre ringing through my open views

a day in October, 1995

Waking up to a cool and crisp mountain air. Breathing in the cleanliness of a bright morning which has just began. Feeling warm inside my blanket, my hair in a high ponytail. He stirs on the bamboo bed where I was well loved the night before. He comes to me and breathes into my neck. The world itself beginning to stir noisily: the sounds of children going to the creek to take a bath, protesting squawks of chickens and chicks, the dull whack-whack of firewood being chopped… The sound and scent of mornings…

“Jai guru deva omNothing’s gonna change my world

a day in May, 2004

It is hot. The craftstore is cool, a welcome respite from the heatwave that lies oppressively over Khon Kaen. Sorting through some woven clothing material. Smiling at the tourist shirts with the cute water buffaloes print. A girl comes to me, her eyes smiling, offering me a green dinosaur. A sauropod, a Brachiosaurus. I smiled back at her and took the dinosaur home with me.

by Karen