Village in Tanzania

Today I concluded a wonderful Retreat at Nazareth Center and all my childhood images flooded my mind. I remembered the wild animals which used to frighten me and the houses I used to live in as I grew up. I remembered my gone parents, brother and sisters. I literary became younger and happier by just being back home in place and time. Memories can transport us very far and we become transcendental, oblivious of our immediate surroundings. I can't imagine I was in Nazareth Center in Boise!!