The focus of today’s activities centered on legal issues pertaining to the Haitian National Memorial and Peace Park. The former Minister of Justice, a member of my in-country steering committee, coordinated a meeting with key members of the Haitian legal community. The president of the Bar Association for all of Haiti agreed to communicate

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine.

I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.

When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image.

Haiti Trip (January); Day Three: It’s dusk in Haiti and all around me the ballet of change from work-to-rest is full to view. Unfortunately for me, my workday is hours from completion and I am miles away from my next appointment. Since I will not have access to the Internet until much later this evening,

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine.

I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.

When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image.

  Haiti Trip (January); Day Two: It’s a little after 9:30 pm and I’ve just excused myself from the dinner table. While today was filled with many important conversations, the main thrust of my activities fell into these three categories: The mass grave initiative in Titanyen Job creation opportunities in underserved communities Crisis management for

Haiti Trip; Day One: It’s early Tuesday morning and I have just landed in Miami. In a couple of hours I will depart for Port au Prince, Haiti, to continue my Haitian journey. As I settle into the dawn of this 8-day sojourn, I am reminded that difficult outcomes take a long time to achieve,

  Haiti Trip; (December), Day Eight: It’s approximately 9:30pm and I have just arrived at Miami’s International Airport. And though my itinerary says that I am physically more than half way home, the truth of the matter is I find myself somewhere beyond the grasp of my intelligence and the scope of my vocabulary. As

  Haiti Trip; (December) Day Seven: While there is so much that I would like to share with you regarding today’s historic developments, I sorry to say that this installment will be short on details as I am thoroughly exhausted and I am having a great of difficulty seeing the keyboard. With that being said,

  Haiti Trip; (December), Day Six: Since my day started well before dawn, I am typing this post with crossed eyes and a wandering mind. As for today’s activities, I traveled to Mirebalais, which is in the central plateau, to tour the community and to attend a political rally as a guest of a political

  Haiti Trip; (December) Day Five: From across the water the news has arrived: “They are dead.” Todays report seems pointless to me. I am heartbroken and that’s all I have to say for today…