Travel brought me back to the pleasure of the printed page: Turkish novelist Elif Shafak and her account of the life of Rumi and the free-spirited dervish Shams of Tabriz who turned him from wealthy erudite Islamic scholar into a humble companion of the discarded and destitute, and poet professing a religion of love… Shafak’s writing itself could have been tighter but the message sank in deep #nomadology #travelreading #ourspaceislove #ElifShafak #Rumi #Shams #Sufism #love



Skateboarding in Kabul

too cool

sooo cool


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water, water everywhere - only a few drops to drink. ~ on the university campus, Freetown, Sierra Leone #womentravellers #nomadology #fromthearchives

dis U.N. (for Rwanda)

we could call it

the shattering of limbs at 4 p.m

         exorcism after a long day at church

it would sit uneasily

in our stomachs

but we could forget

as we sat down

for the evening meal.


had a smoother sound

like a laying on of hands

a righteous burial.

we could call it many things

and we did

revelling in lyrical mastery and

the art






eight hundred thousand voices

hum into the red clay of the hillsides

a word



eight hundred thousand voices

hum into the red clay of the hillsides

a word

that sutures meaning to their deaths

a word only they are willing to utter

a word

a word


 - Jessica Horn, Speaking in Tongues, 2006 (now in the Mouthmark Book of Poetry)

I wrote this poem thinking about how deeply the United Nations and the international community failed Rwanda. It is 20 years later and we have to do better as we mourn the dead, acknowledge the pain, and continue to support the healing.



I love these captures by talented photographer Devansh Jhaveri. Spectacular Kathak dancer Sanjukta Sinha poses perfectly to express the sacred sensuality of the dance form. 

- S

Don’t forget love.
it will bring all the madness you need
to unfurl yourself across
the universe.
Mirabai (via two-browngirls)


Libyan photographer Jehad Nga takes us inside Malick Sidibe’s home and studio.

We’re all familiar with the iconic work of Malick Sidibe, one of the world’s most noted vintage studio portrait photographers. His work has been exhibited all over the world, creating a timelessness element to the Mali of days gone by. But what has become of the photographer, his studio and the magic, in the form inspiration, we see when we look at his images? 

Above are possibly the most recent photographs of an aging Sidibe (the very last photograph) in his one-room home, and his studio in Bamako, taken by Libyan photographer Jehad Nga almost a year ago in March 2013. I’m unsure if he’s been interviewed or photographed since.

Photo captions:

  1. A curtain used as a backdrop hangs in Malick Sidibe’s Bamako studio. The curtain has been in use since the opening of the studio in 1960 and never has been replaced. Many of Sidibe’s most famous photographs feature the backdrop.

  2. A view from inside Malick Sidibe’s now cluttered and dusty Bamako studio. Virtually nothing has been thrown away over the years from the studio including broken cameras and studio equipment.

  3. Malick Sidibe’s photo enlarger now out of use sits in a corner of the photographer’s Bamako home.

  4. Inside Malick Sidibe’s Bamako studio, a strobe lighting system has been updated to accomidate his son Kareem’s job as an I.D. photographer.

  5. On the patio of Malick Sidibe’s Bamako studio, photographs taken by Sidibe as well as ones featuring him over the years decorate a wooden wall.

  6. Inside Malick Sidibe’s home, a huge archive of negatives sits piled up and unprotected. Sidibe and his sons are trying to find people to help them begin to digitally archive his work before much of it is ruined by moisture and dust.

  7. Samba Sidibe (Malick’s younger brother) sits on the floor surrounded by old studio equipment and film negatives in Malick’s bedroom.

  8. Inside Malick Sidibe’s Bamako studio, a collection of Sidibe’s old cameras takes up an entire wall.

  9. Malick Sidibe sits in his bed in his Bamako home. With temperatures rising to 110 degrees Fahrenheit, the heat take its toll on the aging Sidibe. His younger brother Samba and his sons help keep him cool using a hand fan.

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All Africa, All the time.

these are our ‘greats’- have we celebrated them in ways that matter to them?

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Oxumarê is the serpent which is believed to create the rainbow, both male and female, and is a symbol of creation, human procreation and the link between the world of the mundane and that of the ancestors. The rainbow-serpent represents mobility and activity, and it controls the forces that direct movement.


I’ve been lucky to share my bedroom with these butterflies throughout the winter. . But now spring is here and time to set them free. .

Butterfly spirit women ❤️


Jean Paul Gaultier spring 2014 couture. .
Butterfly inspiration. .