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Some days this song is the quickest route to gratitude.

~ A delightfully mellow rendition of Monty Python by Alexander Stamatis

Just remember that you’re standing on a planet that’s evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour
That’s orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it’s reckoned
A sun that is the source of all our power

The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour
Of the galaxy we call the ‘milky way’

Feeling small :)

Lodwar, Kenya. A man on a hill. Arms stretched open wide.

Lodwar, Kenya. A man on a hill. Arms stretched open wide.

Refugee tent in Kakuma refugee camp. Photo: 3/2014.

Refugee tent in Kakuma refugee camp. Photo: 3/2014.

Mud pews in a Sudanese Episcopal Church, Kakuma refugee camp, Kenya. Photo; 3/2014.

Mud pews in a Sudanese Episcopal Church, Kakuma refugee camp, Kenya. Photo; 3/2014.

A refugee minister gives thanks for the bread. “The body of Christ, broken for you.” Photo: 3/2014.

A refugee minister gives thanks for the bread. “The body of Christ, broken for you.” Photo: 3/2014.

A forcibly displaced Sudanese woman from the Nuba Mountains, now in Kakuma refugee camp, Kenya. Photo: 3/2014.

A forcibly displaced Sudanese woman from the Nuba Mountains, now in Kakuma refugee camp, Kenya. Photo: 3/2014.

Refugees come in all ages. Kakuma refugee camp, Kenya. Photo: 3/2014.

Refugees come in all ages. Kakuma refugee camp, Kenya. Photo: 3/2014.

Refugee girl in her home. Kakuma refugee camp. Photo: 3/2014.

Refugee girl in her home. Kakuma refugee camp. Photo: 3/2014.

The two faces of every refugee I know. Tired, strong, resilient. A refugee from Sudan’s Nuba Mountains. Photo: 3/2014.

Visiting a Somali refugee in his mud-brick home. Photo: 3/2014.

Visiting a Somali refugee in his mud-brick home. Photo: 3/2014.