© 2017 Judith Ansara

April 12, 2016

I remember being seven or eight, when this and other questions starting arising in my mind.  Who am I?  Why am I here?  What is it that I am supposed to figure out so I can become a grown up?  What IS the meaning of life? 

As I grew up, these questions turned into an ongoing inquiry and the journey they have led me on became more important than trying to figure...

September 29, 2015

In the middle of the swirling chaos of the World, stand still.  She will show you what is yours to do.

After refugees, after a harrowing nighttime journey in rubber rafts, the refugees have just endured a four-day “layover” on the Greek Military island of Farmakonisi.  They have had no food, insufficient water, no shelter from the blazing heat.  Hundreds of hungry, sea-ravaged a...

September 22, 2015

At 67, heading into the thick of a refugee crisis seemed an odd thing to have on my bucket list. But it kept rising to the top—beyond going to the Galapagos, spending a month in silence, or visiting the temples of Myanmar.

It is raw here. Visceral. Without the filters of TV and computer screens, the complex challenges of “the refugee crisis” is embodied in each person I meet and i...

September 2, 2015

September 2, 2015.  Within a few hours of arriving here we have rented a scooter and are on our way to meet Martina Kastavelli, founder of the Leros Solidarity network, and my only contact here, at the Port Police Station in the town of Lakki.  Martina is pointed out to us, a cell phone held to her ear.  There are hundreds of refugees basically locked inside the Port Police compo...

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