If beauty cannot be shared with everyone, is it really beauty?

by Christian Kochon

Of late, I find myself deep in thought, pondering the diverse experiences that call South Africa home. A home, which now includes my experiences as well. And at the heart of…

A Cruzan Farm

At first we missed the turn, since many of the roads in St. Croix aren’t marked. We reversed and turned left up a dirt road. After driving for a minute or so we arrived at a house with coconut trees on either side and lots of green plants surrounding the sides and back. In fact, there was so much garden…

Why Saying Goodbye is The Best Part of Traveling

by Jasmine Irving

Being a suitcase kid growing up, I’m no stranger to a packed bag and fractured routine. The minute I got settled at one parent’s house it was time to up and move to live the next half of my week at the…

Gently shaking the world…from Paris with love

It has always been a dream of mine to work for the United Nations. I never thought I would get the opportunity to do it at the UNESCO headquarters in Paris. As a child, I always knew that my life’s goal was to make some kind of positive impact in the…

In the silence of the wind, a song can be heard.

I write this blog to you from Johannesburg, South Africa. It is not where I am from, but for the next few months it will be my home. I am here to fulfill a requirement for my Master’s program, interning at the Molteno Institute for Language and…