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With cultural understanding as our objective, we offer entertaining slide presentations during which Mickey shares experiences from her world travels. Her miles of journeys crystallized the awareness that all people have the same basic needs and desires - food, a place to live, a better life for their children.
Along the way, many people reached out to her, sharing what little they had and offering to help her in any way they could. People were friendly and travel was safe. Through all the beautiful lands that her feet and eyes roamed, it was the beauty of the people themselves that made the lasting impression.
No longer was she able to put people/cultures in a box. She had learned to see people as individuals, each with their own ideas, perspectives, beauty and dignity.
A Language of the Heart
By Kathy Sherman
Sisters of Joseph
www.missionaryofhearts.org
I do not speak your native tongue,
I do not know your ways,
Your customs, your creed, the things that you believer, I never Learned.
Your skin’s a different color,
Your God has a different name.
It’s easy to see how someone could believe, That you and I, we’re not the same.
But then I saw you smiling as the sun rose in the sky,
And I saw the tears you wept as you watched your loved one die.
And when I heard your children singing, they sounded much like mine,
Somehow I knew we weren’t that different after all.
There is a language of the heart we all can understand.
That reaches cross the boundaries, of all peoples and all lands.
The deepest things we know by heart when all is said and done.
It’s a language of the heart can make us friends, can make us one.
I dream of peace and harmony, I imagine days to come,
When war disappears and friendship draws near, To bind up age-old wounds.
I’ve heard that love changes everything, I believe that it’s true, don’t you?
If I reach out my hand, Will you take it,
then let’s stand, For all that’s right and just and true.
Because I saw you smiling as the sun rose in the sky,
And I saw the tears you wept as you watched your loved one die.
And when I heard your children singing, the sounded just like mine,
And then I knew we weren’t that different after all.
There is a language of the heart we all can understand.
That reaches cross the boundaries, of all peoples and all lands.
The deepest things we know by heart when all is said and done.
It’s a language of the heart can make us friends, can make us one.
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NEW!
Slides from
Cambodia and
Myanmar
February 2005
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Cambodia |
Myanmar |
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The people enjoy having their picture taken and if you have a digital camera, crowds will gather to see themselves... |
The Burmese have always called their country Myanmar. It’s the English who called it “Burma”... |
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Guatemala |
India & Tibet |
Indonesia |
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Guatemala is diverse both physically and culturally. There are 26 different indigenous groups... |
Tibet is a land of stark beauty and a hearty people. Men sing while plowing fields with yak... |
Volcanoes, rice paddies, mask dances, festivals, are all a part of these welcoming islands... |
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Laos & Viet Nam |
Malaysia |
Nepal |
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These countries are still recovering from war and devastation. I was welcomed even though I’m an American... |
The Malays have time to sit on the beach, play games, and do all the things we say we’ll do when we retire... |
These people “stole” my heart and changed my life forever. The scenery is magnificent and the people are wonderful... |
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