home of the swallow.

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B&G introduced me to a super cool chick (Jen) & I got to go with her to visit Home of the Swallow today ♡ They're an organization that exists to help disadvantaged women who have had unplanned pregnancies (due to different situations), and are facing cultural, religious, economic, or family pressures to abort or reject their child. Through a safe environment that provides opportunities of education, counseling, life-skill training, job-skill training, parenting classes, and spiritual and emotional support, they aim to empower these women to become loving, independent mothers to their children. #takenfromtheirwebsite

It was legit ♡ and really encouraging. One thing I've come to appreciate about the culture here (or maybe it's more asian culture in general?)—it cultivates a mindset of community... versus in America, it very much feels more individualistic and everyone sees things as 'mine' or 'yours' and people typically just look out for themselves (or perhaps this is just me haha). I mean I know there are positives and negatives to any culture, but I've come to appreciate the more "communal" view vs. the more individualistic view. I'm encouraged by this Home and these women who are healing and growing together. ♡

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Honestly I didn't want to bust out my camera and take pictures because it just felt... idno, intrusive and disrespectful? So I only took a couple, but above is the process of making the jewelry and the top photo is what it looks like (: It's a starfish necklace because of the story. Have you heard? (If you have, feel free to skip haha)

A young girl was walking along a beach upon which thousands of starfish had been washed up during a terrible storm. When she came to each starfish, she would pick it up, and throw it back into the ocean. People watched her with amusement.

She had been doing this for some time when a man approached her and said, “Little girl, why are you doing this? Look at this beach! You can’t save all these starfish. You can’t begin to make a difference!”

The girl seemed crushed, suddenly deflated. But after a few moments, she bent down, picked up another starfish, and hurled it as far as she could into the ocean. Then she looked up at the man and replied, “Well, I made a difference to that one!”

The old man looked at the girl inquisitively and thought about what she had done and said. Inspired, he joined the little girl in throwing starfish back into the sea. Soon others joined, and all the starfish were saved.

— Adapted from The Star Thrower
by Loren C. Eiseley

Anywho—I've ordered and looked through catalogs back home that support women overseas, but it feels very humbling to actually be in the same room as them—and to be allowed to be a part of their community and journey. ♡