On a crisp fall day, I left New England to begin my first job in microenterprise development. But as soon as I stepped off the airplane, Cambodia’s heavy, humid air reminded me I was thousands of miles from home. In the coming days, the differences between my old and new homes felt stark. While...
Spiritual Amnesia
Twenty years ago, I graduated from college with a passion to work with a global organization in microenterprise development. Willing to go anywhere and do anything, I enthusiastically sent my resume to every organization I could find engaged in this sector. I eagerly waited for a response… and waited, and then waited some more...