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Vision and Verb KIVA Loans:

6/6/2012 -   Kalinisa, Kenesh Village, Kyrgyzstan

6/6/2012 -   Lama, Jordan LOAN REPAID IN FULL

6/12/2012 - Mujeres de Xeconjom Group, Guatemala LOAN REPAID IN FULL

6/12/2012 - Nuevo Horizonte Group, Mexico LOAN REPAID IN FULL

6/18/2012 - Miriam, Negev, Israel

6/18/2012 - Noem, Ang Snoul, Cambodia  LOAN REPAID IN FULL

6/20/2012 - Phally, Takeo Province, Cambodia LOAN REPAID IN FULL

7/10/2012 - Carmel, Cadiz, Philippines LOAN REPAID IN FULL 

8/4/2012 -   Julia, Boane, Maputo, Mozambique LOAN REPAID IN FULL

8/4/2012 -   Khishigjargal, Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia

8/11/2012 - Miladys Dayana, Barranquilla, Colombia
LOAN REPAID IN FULL

9/23/2012 - Dugarmaa, Arhangai, Mongolia LOAN REPAID IN FULL

9/29/2012 - Divino Niño Jesus Group, Caaguazú, Paraguay LOAN REPAID IN FULL

9/29/2012 - Armando, Tonala, Mexico   LOAN REPAID IN FULL

10/17/2012 - Doraliza, Ica, Peru LOAN REPAID IN FULL

10/27/2012 - Sola, Bilasuvar, Azerbaijan LOAN REPAID IN FULL

11/27/2012 - Sergio, Huatusco, Mexico LOAN REPAID IN FULL

11/28/2012 - Sophie, Yaoundé, Cameroon LOAN REPAID IN FULL

12/29/2012 - Paradi De Dolval Group, Trou-du-Nord, Haiti
LOAN REPAID IN FULL

12/29/2012 - Makieu Andrew's Group, Kenema, Sierra Leone LOAN REPAID IN FULL

12/30/2012 - Alia, Wihdat, Jordan

1/1/2013 -     Prudence 3 Group, Brazzaville, Congo LOAN REPAID IN FULL

1/8/2013 -    Marcia De Jesús, El Sauce, Nicaragua
LOAN REPAID IN FULL

1/21/2013 -  Caroline, Toluca Lake, United States

2/5/2013 -    Diana Cecilia, Huaraz, Peru 99% REPAID (currency exchange loss)

2/20/2013 -  Lorna, Poblacion 3, Clarin, Misamis Occidental, Phillipines LOAN REPAID IN FULL

2/20/2013 - Kwamboka, Nyamira, Kenya

3/15/2013 - Halima, Malindi, Kenya LOAN REPAID IN FULL

3/15/2013 - Mwanaisha, Malindi, Kenya LOAN REPAID IN FULL

4/25/2013 - Leda Del Rosario, Managua, Nicaragu LOAN REPAID IN FULL

4/25/2013 - Seda, Ujanis village, Syuniq region, Armenia
LOAN REPAID IN FULL

5/15/2013 - Vilma, Puerto Princesa, Palawan, Philippines LOAN REPAID IN FULL

5/19/2013 - Teimuraz, Kutaisi, Georgia LOAN REPAID IN FULL

6/20/2013 - Leonora, Bogo, Cebu, Philippines

6/20/2013 - Sherry, Knoxville TN, United States

6/28/2013 - Zahava, Kiryat Ono, Israel

6/28/2013 - Ilkin, Azerbaijan

7/25/2013 - Sine, Albania

7/25/2013 - Luzdina, Pucallpa, Peru

7/25/2013 - Wossidji Iv Group, Warinibougou, Mali LOAN REPAID IN FULL

9/5/2013 -  Norma Carolina, Managua, Nicaragua

9/2/2013 -  Nubia Teresa, Montería, Colombia

9/22/2013 - Salina, Kapsabet, Kenya

9/29/2013 - Purevsuren, Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia

9/29/2013 - Sambath, Kampong Chhnang Province, Cambodia

10/1/2013 - Rinat, Beit Shemesh, Israel

11/3/2013 - Asiya, Ibanda, Uganda

11/3/2013 - Nafisakham, Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan

11/13/2013 - Harriet, Bombo Road, Uganda LOAN REPAID IN FULL

11/13/2013 - Elizabeth, Naivasha, Kenya

11/14/2013 - Sonia Antonieta, La Esperanza, Intibuca, Honduras

11/26/2013 - Lidia, Cochabamba, Bolivia

12/11/2013 - Teresa Aracely, Osicala, El Salvador

1/4/2014 - Queren Yined, Bogota, Columbia

1/4/2014 - Jorge Carlos, Cochabamba, Bolivia

1/9/2014 - Esther, Sanniquellie, Liberia

1/19/2014 - Sarim, Siem Reap, Cambodia

1/20/2014 - Betty, Kampala, Uganda

3/4/2014 - Hulkarkhon, Khujand, Tajikistan

3/4/2014 - Fenehas Jason, Hoima, Uganda

3/6/2014 - Maa Bastaren Group, MURIBAHAL, BALANGIR, ODISHA, India

4/10/2014 - Karine, Vanadzor, Armenia

4/10/2014 - Mona, Araara, Israel

4/10/2014 - Nermin, Kosova

4/10/2014 - Juana Patricia, El Salvador

4/17/2014 - Mentari Group, CILACAP, Indonesia

4/17/2014 - Analiza, Segatic Daku Misamis Occidental, Philippines

4/17/2014 - Shahnoz, Dushanbe, Tajikistan

 

 

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    Thursday
    Apr172014

    Time

    Considering its weightlessness... of late - it's been weighing heavily. How we measure and record it. How we name it - by the hour...the minute...the day...the month and often the year. How it can fly much too quickly...and how it can stop and stand perfectly still.

    The clock ticking. The calendar page turning. The seasons changing. The years passing from one to the next.

    And yet - we are all marking time. It confines and defines us. It demands and commands of us. It dictates how we spend our precious days.

    But - what is it this notion about the importance of time? Why is it that we try so hard to quantify and qualify that which is so indefinable...so impalpable...so beyond our control?

    To deny its importance would be to deny the importance of water and light and air. Time clearly exists - but how and where and why?

    I breathe in...and I breathe out. Time is passing. If I breathe slowly...will time slow too?

    These days - it seems - I'm looking back with a wistful longing and nostalgia...while at the same time looking forwards to all that's exciting and new. Somewhere here - in the middle of there - I find myself suspended. In one moment - I'm holding much too tight...in the next I'm letting everything go.

    And the wheels are churning and turning. I can't quite catch-up. Time doesn't stop. Not for me...not for anyone. Not for yesterday...and certainly not for tomorrow.

    I breathe in.

    I am here. Now. In this moment. In this real time.

    I can't touch it. I can't measure or weigh it. I can't see or hear or taste it. And yet - I can feel it.

    Somewhere in this indeterminate in-between - it somehow exists. I find myself suspended precariously between what was and what will be.

    Perhaps it is all in my mind.

    It will come. It will go. It always passes.

    I breathe out.

    I'm still here. In this moment. The only time is this time and just this...is this time.

    Now.

    Wednesday
    Apr162014

    In search of the feminine

    The city of Rome is a masculine environment. The might of the Basillicas of both Ancient Rome and Vatican Rome, the heroic figures in the sculptures of the Piazza Navonna and the Trevi Fountain. The strong backs of suited men drinking espressos at cafe counters in the early morning. Rome has a magnificent male energy which I'm sure is soaked up in litres by the beautiful sallow skinned male population of Italy.

     So I went looking for the feminine.  

    And I couldn't resist the beauty, the softness and the quietly subsumed presence of the feminine, always there under the surface. It's in the beauty of the young women riding bicycles through the narrow streets; in the clusters of religious women on their way in and out of churches; in the many images of the Madonna reverentially adorned with lighted candles and spring flowers and in the amazonian women represented in the mosaics of the Colosseum. 

    Maybe the prominence of the masculine is all about looking back, while the influence of the feminine belongs to the world of the future? A world we are yet to fully imagine, where all that is now hidden is revealed. A world where managing the delicate balancing act between the comfort zones of quiet knowledge, with the public world of engagement and power, will become second nature?

    Just before we left Rome, on our last legs from another meandering hike through the streets, we sat admiring sculptures of four women holding up a beautiful fountain. Unlike many of the androgenous angels, they were female for sure!  And I couldn't take my eyes off them; their resilience, their quiet endurance, their unassailable beauty. 

    Today as I look out at this Irish Spring, I know why we rest so easily in the reflections of water splashing in the puddles of April showers; why we will sit and meditate for hours on a drift of daffodils; why we are not always ready to take on the patriarchy at full tilt; how we are going about it all in a more knowing and quiet way.

    And as a girl threw her coin in the Trevi Fountain and made a wish, I wondered if she knew all that too?

    Tuesday
    Apr152014

    When Pigs Fly

    When pigs fly, I’ll...*

     sport a bikini

    drive in NYC

    look forward to attending a cocktail party

    have my cats declawed

    prefer vanilla over chocolate

    don a fur coat

    change my name

    idolize a celebrity

    enjoy sudoku

    willingly board an alien space craft (except for a TARDIS)

    audition for a reality show

    wear platform shoes

    run for political office

    keep up with the Jones’

    climb a mountain because it’s there

    get a mani-pedi

    play golf

    disparage the natural world

    grow bored with color

    learn to love humidity

    skip happily to the dentist

    cease to openly laugh or cry

    abandon coupons

    become indifferent to injustice

    adore vacuuming

    swap my mac for a pc

    fall asleep on a plane

    opt for rice instead of pasta

    trade my studio for a new kitchen

    challenge anyone to a duel

    worship the voice of authority

    attend a bull fight

    say never

     

    I truly have learned, never to say never.  For the rest of the above, pigs would have to fly:)

    *Just a little fun inspired by a doodle. What would you consider doing when pigs take to the air?