A journey of 1000 miles starts with a single step

Seeing a bunch of friends prepare to graduate and start their lives, I cant help but think about my life after college. It is such a weird idea that i won't be in school forever. And yet I can absolutely not wait!
I can't wait to start my Peace Corps application. I'm so excited to see where I'll go next year! So much is up in the air and I feel anxious. However, I also feel content and calm. I know God has a plan for me and He will watch over me as he has my whole life. It's been so blessed and I am not worthy. But seeing as I have the opportunities I refuse to waste them!!

So I'll get down to it and study hard for my final tomorrow because in order to get on with my life after college, I have to pass my junior year finals. I got this.

Simple life

The bigger cultural difference between the US and the DR to me is that Dominicans live so simply. They don't need all the extras that we have in the states. I love it.

It's such a good, freeing feeling to have less possessions. You feel less tied down and free to move about. I think a lot of people have so many things because they are unsure about who they are so they have an excessive amount of stuff that they use to define themselves. Sure some things are meaningful because of who or what are tied to them. The excess is what makes belongings no longer meaningful.

Clutter is restrictive. Have less, live more. Focus on love, relationships, and just being rather than on worldly excess.

The mountain border

I love who I am when I am in the Dominican Republic. It is an emotional roller coaster and my mind races all the time. However, when we are in this little mountain town on the border between the DR and Haiti, I always feel strangely calm, collected, and ready to take on the world. The layers of beautiful, vast mountain ranges immediately lift the weight I had been feeling. This walk across the boarder was just what I needed after an emotionally taxing, heavy-on-the-heart day in Los Pinos.

Imed DR Trip

I'm back from an amazing week in the Dominican Republic. Putting all that work into organizing and coordinating the trip was well worth it. It was so cool it was to be able to watch people falling in love with this culture as I did and continue to do. Watching the changes in each and every girl on the team and knowing I played a big part in it was an indescribable feeling. I believe that that is what life is all about, touching as many lives as you can. Starting these Imed trips is one of the best things I have done with my life. I've created experiences for people that they wouldn't have experienced without my piece in the puzzle. It's a very content feeling. It's also exciting to think about what I can do in the future. The possibilities are endless.

happy birthday brother

Kid President

College Application Essay

It was raining while everyone rushed into the tiny Church; kids were dancing and they did not own shoes; people were thanking God for everything, and they had nothing. These thoughts ran through my head as I entered the church and sat down in the wooden pew next to an old woman, her dark leathery skin crinkling as she smiled at me. It was my last night in the Dominican Republic, where I went to build a house and experience a different lifestyle. As I clapped my hands to a familiar Christian song, I reflected on the night before.

            Twenty-four hours before, as I sat in this same church, I experienced emotions I have never felt before, emotions I hope never to feel again. I hated myself. Never before had I felt so guilty, disappointed, and angry. As I watched my new friends go up in front of the congregation, I thought about their lives; I thought about how they treated us strangers with love and how they lived their lives to serve others. Then I thought about my life; I thought about how I treated others, how I judged, how I thought about myself and my needs everyday. The people I met in this small town were the nicest, most selfless, most caring individuals I have ever encountered. Yet many lived in houses smaller than my room, most ate three meals a day smaller than what I eat for breakfast, and all owned wardrobes smaller than what I have in my top dresser drawer.

            I have believed in God my entire life. However, for a while on that Saturday night, I stopped believing in God. A god would never be so unfair and treat his followers so unjustly. For leading a selfish life, I was blessed with heath, stability, and opportunities. For leading a selfless life, my Dominican friends were cursed with malnutrition, death, and poverty.

            That night as I lay in bed, I dreaded the morning. I did not know if I could face these people or look into their eyes without breaking down with the pressing guilt in my heart. However, the sun did rise, and morning did come. But I did not feel the helpless, angry emotions I felt the night before. Instead, I felt hopeful and anxious. The solution to ridding myself of the extreme guilt was to become someone I was proud of, to change my life into one worthy of God’s blessings. God blessed me with so much because he knows I have the capability of doing something with those blessings, of making something of my life. It was up to me: I can become a person I am satisfied with, for I have the all the resources to do it.

            Now, back home in California, I am living a different life: a life I can be proud of. Instead of going to Church to ask God to help me with my day, I am going to Church to thank God for my day; instead of dreaming to become a doctor so I can work in a big hospital in LA, I am dreaming of becoming a doctor so I can work for the Peace Corps or Doctors Without Borders. That night, I had never felt so low and disgusted with my life; today, I have never felt so high and excited about my future.

With Dr. Paul Farmer at Harvard

"Paul Farmer is a superb physician, a penetrating anthropologist, and a prophet of social justice," Jeffrey Sachs writes. "He combines an unflinching moral stance -- that the poor deserve healthcare just as much as the rich do -- with scientific expertise and boundless dedication. He has saved the lives of countless destitute patients in Haiti, Peru, and Russia, and he has shown that effective health services, even complex medical regimens, can be put in place in impoverish communities."

Paul shows us what healthcare could be. His life opens the real possibility that every human being in the United States -- and in the entire world -- can have free access to excellent healthcare if we but create the political will to make it happen.

For me, Paul shows us that every one of us can make a difference, if we give our lives to the Gospel mission to which Jesus calls us. Paul's passion and commitment have inspired thousands of doctors, and perhaps changed modern international healthcare, but he didn't know that when he began. He just did what he could, even in the face of death and seemingly insurmountable poverty and injustice. And he keeps at it.

Paul shows us how to follow Jesus by siding with the poor, advocating for social justice, and healing those in need. He models for us how to be a Christian, how to be human in these inhuman times. He gives me real hope. -John Dear SJ

http://ncronline.org/blogs/road-peace/dr-paul-farmer-harvard