I'm finishing off the week with a cup of chai and my chocolate Lint bunny from a colleague. 5 days off and the excitements in the air!
I'm looking forward to the long road trip with my girls, drinking coffee and screaming some Alanis. We'll go to the beach, visit markets, go to church on Easter Sunday and in between all of that I'll be writing my essay on sustainable peace-building and reconciliation. We'll eat chocolate eggs, and wear our pyjama's till midday. We'll discuss our fundraiser party coming up in two weeks, and the project we're working on in Northern Uganda. We might watch a movie, probably a chic flick and dream of travels.

My head swirls in paradox as I dream and plan. I'm working for a charity, doing my Masters in Peace and Conflict, going to church on Sunday. It seems good and altruistic. But what about the chocolate we'll eat? And the clothes we'll wear? Somewhere in India or the Ivory Coast a young girl is working 18 hours a day so we can have these 'necessities'.
It's a depressing thought, and one we shy away from. I harp on about fair trade and being sustainable, yet I just bought some winter necessities and I can guarantee it's not ethical.
So how do we do this? How do we live in a world where we consider our neighbour and justice comes through peace?
I wish I had the answers, but that's why I started this blog. Because I don't. None of us do, but we can walk the journey together and learn from each other. 1st world living is full of inequality and paradox's. It's who we are and our environment.
On a weekend where we celebrate the grace and freedom of what Easter means, is we can eat Fair Trade chocolate, providing those who have never tasted what they pick, a brighter future.
I'm looking forward to the long road trip with my girls, drinking coffee and screaming some Alanis. We'll go to the beach, visit markets, go to church on Easter Sunday and in between all of that I'll be writing my essay on sustainable peace-building and reconciliation. We'll eat chocolate eggs, and wear our pyjama's till midday. We'll discuss our fundraiser party coming up in two weeks, and the project we're working on in Northern Uganda. We might watch a movie, probably a chic flick and dream of travels.

My head swirls in paradox as I dream and plan. I'm working for a charity, doing my Masters in Peace and Conflict, going to church on Sunday. It seems good and altruistic. But what about the chocolate we'll eat? And the clothes we'll wear? Somewhere in India or the Ivory Coast a young girl is working 18 hours a day so we can have these 'necessities'.
It's a depressing thought, and one we shy away from. I harp on about fair trade and being sustainable, yet I just bought some winter necessities and I can guarantee it's not ethical.
So how do we do this? How do we live in a world where we consider our neighbour and justice comes through peace?
I wish I had the answers, but that's why I started this blog. Because I don't. None of us do, but we can walk the journey together and learn from each other. 1st world living is full of inequality and paradox's. It's who we are and our environment.
On a weekend where we celebrate the grace and freedom of what Easter means, is we can eat Fair Trade chocolate, providing those who have never tasted what they pick, a brighter future.

