I am beginning to think that my time in Kansas City, Vancouver and Lima has a nice metaphor attached to it. I feel like spending time with people and places including my old Church, with activists globally, with my dad on Fathers Day and my stepfather on his birthday, is like me connecting a series of cabes throughout the worlds of my life. This line connects here. This line goes over here. The spanish cable now runs through more parts of the building than before. I get advice on how to manage things in other places, but the worlds are united and collide. This blog seems to be a hub of that colliding.