A Poem

Being in a group is hard. Not always sure what I can offer. What my place is.

I flourish in intimate conversations with strangers,

yet struggle to show up within a group.

 

But sometimes what begins as a group becomes a community.

Of its own volition. With its own gradual speed.

Sometimes thirty people who have travelled far,

lived and loved in other languages,

made homes out of different places

give enough self to become beloved to one another.

 

Living in community feels like the body

Whirling on a dancefloor with thirty others.

Collective unravelling manifests as thirty heads.

Bowed in quiet worship over sixty feet.

Honoring relentless vulnerability, fervent gratitude and perennial hope.

 

And sixty hands, palms outstretched across a nation.

Lifting up. And offering embrace.

 


This is my journey one second a day:

Annika feels that India is a country of deep intensity and rich potential which has a great deal to contribute to a globalized world. She is excited to spend an extended period of time living and working with an impactful grassroots organization in India. She values the mentorship of others and the experience of becoming invested in a community. She hopes to contribute something that the community she will be working alongside finds worthwhile and valuable. She hopes to be able to communicate with the community fully on their own terms with fluency in Hindi. Her research with refugees in both Jordan and the United States has given her valuable experience in building meaningful relationships with people from different cultures, an experience she feels would help her in this fellowship.

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