Aaron Bruner tells the story of an AIM volunteer (we'll call him Steve here) who was in Haiti during the earthquake. He's still traumatized by what ...
The rain began to fall soon after we arrived at Marassa, a tent city on the outskirts of Port-au-Prince. We were talking to the community leaders we f...
We're here in Port-Au-Prince. One of our team members said it was, "the most pitiful sight I have ever seen. There were children begging for mon...
We land in Haiti today. AIM has established a base in Port-au-Prince. Our team of Haitian and American staff and volunteers are serving communitie...
I'm hopping a plane today. And, along with a small team of bloggers, I'll spend the rest of the week in Haiti. As we go we're asking the question, "...
This is the last in a series on identity. You have two main tasks to fulfill while you are on earth before you move on: To discover th...
Sundays are a slow day on the blog and I have a feeling folks may be tiring of this exercise of turning the thankless parts of our lives into points o...
Loved this tender post by Marc Schifano: The pictures I took in Swaziland still rock me every time I look at them, more each time in fact. I was ...
What do you do when you've become aware of the false self, when your discontent has risen to a place of critical mass? Something has to...
