Author Archives: Zags in Zambezi
A whirlwind welcome to Zambia
Yesterday morning at breakfast, Jeff asked us who wanted to be the first one to write a post for the blog. I remember thinking “wow, whoever volunteers for this is so brave, I could never do something like this,” as … Continue reading
Tired but thrilled!
To our dear family, friends, and supporters: we’ve arrived in Lusaka. After over 20 hours in the air and well over 10 more in airports, we arrived safely in Zambia this morning. We met up with longtime friend of the … Continue reading
The next chapter
Tambokenu, mwane. Welcome back to the Gonzaga in Zambezi blog. In May 2007, Gonzaga University and the Zambezi, Zambia community wrote the first chapter of our partnership, a relationship rooted in the ethic of accompaniment. This practice of accompaniment asks … Continue reading
Linger
Hello all family and friends! I am posting this from the Dubai airport (we made it!) but have been writing while settled into seat 44F next to the one and only Bryce Joshua Kreiser. Many of my peers are queuing … Continue reading
Sweet Dreams Zambezi
Goodbyes: not always easy to accept, never saying exactly what’s desired or wanted. Only attempting to convey the love and appreciation felt along this amazing, yet tumultuous month-long journey. Hopping on bush planes tomorrow, beginning the long, airborne journey home … Continue reading
Enjoy Right Now, Today But a few nights ago, I found myself in the kitchen between Mamma Violet and Mamma Katendi, cutting sweet potatoes with utmost precision. A flow state accompanies me as I balanced the task at hand and … Continue reading
Oh the Places You’ll Go
Goodbye. Such a simple phrase, though it carries an abundance of weight and unknowing. How do you say goodbye to people that have stolen a piece of your heart whom you know you will likely never see again? How … Continue reading
Yes
Our recent ventures during our concluding week in Zambezi have included visits to the beach, many meetings with various tailors around town, wrapping up class material, celebrating Annika’s birthday in stereotypical study abroad fashion, watching the sun set, and attending … Continue reading
Lines in the Sand
“Are you going to dance?” inquires an individual at the Makishi ceremony. I grasp tightly onto the skin on my upper arm. The flesh feels tight around the muscle and bone. “No, I’m not,” I reply. “Why?” The individual responds. … Continue reading
Other People’s Words
Pictured above, these three beautiful humans have been teaching business and leadership here in Zambezi, a group that I’m lucky to be part of. They’ve taught me more than they could ever know. They show up and shine. Chloe, … Continue reading