My name is Megan. Most people end up calling me Meg (that's cool with me). I am currently based in Seattle, WA (but never know where I might end up next). I have a BA in Intercultural Studies (with a cross-cultural emphasis). I am an embarrassingly expressive film lover (through the arts we learn empathy)! Mr. Rogers is my guiding light, and I could probably live off of tofu and cheese sticks and apples. Trees and mountains are my joy, and contrary to apparently-popular belief, my haircut is not actually a "statement"--I just like it. I have a habit of personal boycotts against unethical companies. I long for justice for the vulnerable. I don't want to be a voice for the voiceless--I want the voiceless to be able to speak for themselves. (That means we gotta stop and listen!) Every day, I want to learn how to be a better community member.
The Wounded Healer by Henri J.M. Nouwen
“Through compassion it is possible to recognize that the craving for love that people feel resides also in our own hearts, that the cruelty the world knows all too well is also rooted in our own impulses. Through compassion we also sense our hope for forgiveness in our friends' eyes and our hatred in their bitter mouths. When they kill, we know that we could have done it; when they give life, we know that we can do the same. For a compassionate person nothing human is alien: no joy and no sorrow, no way of living and no way of dying.”