Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

On comfort in a foreign land – or – comfort in a cabbage leaf

Posted on November 6, 2011 by lizcameron

It is 2 a.m. and I am wide awake.  I am in some anonymous hotel room in Maastricht, in the lower tip of the Netherlands near Brussels, jetlagged to beat the band.  My neighbors are drunk and puking, from the sound of … Continue reading →

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Tarhana and a healthy breeze (not evil night air): Cross-cultural confusion #232

Posted on November 2, 2011 by lizcameron

As I sit here in bed, recuperating from the combined effects of a sinus infection gone wild, an ovarian cyst in full protest and a wailing kidney stone, I have had a lot of time to think on cross-cultural approaches to … Continue reading →

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The golden shadow puppets lead me to Rumi’s words on letting go, and getting back

Posted on October 28, 2011 by lizcameron

I am awake in dreamland. I have been having a lot of anxiety dreams at night.  M. has had a few in Turkish as well, sometimes  he sounds as though he is cajoling, sometimes yelling, sometimes begging, sometimes just talking and laughing, … Continue reading →

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