Brooke Gale LouvieR

Spiritual Bites for the Weary

  • Wandering, Settling, & Moon Bathing.

    “Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” Jack Kerouac This Kerouac quote has been my mantra since I first lived on a bus 5 years ago. I have an increasingly unquenchable wanderlust.  Part of it is my love for adventure, Continue reading

  • Yellow Butterflies

    Mooresville, NC I sat down on this padded porch chair, putting my coffee down and breathing a deep sigh of relief. It’s been forever since I have written, and the past however many weeks hit me like a wave knocking me off my feet. For a person that finds peace and inspiration in being still Continue reading

  • We Need "Special Needs"

    My first week at camp was interesting. I love it, but it’s really challenging.  I have always been around people with special needs, so it wasn’t a culture shock. My brother has Downs syndrome,  and my dad and my best friend’s mom worked with them. Often, I try to hard to psychoanalyze people with special Continue reading

  • Away I Go

    I just got back from a three week meander across the west coast and back. It was an interesting trip. I felt like I was in the movie “Away We Go.” In the movie, a pregnant couple travel across the US visiting people, trying to find a place they belong. (I love this movie- and Continue reading

  • My Statement Of Belief

    Lately, I have been struggling with what I believe. I guess it’s because truth is not as black and white as I once thought. No, it’s a palette of beautiful colors. Truth is not hard facts written on paper, Truth is a Him, a person, Jesus. You have to know Him, and that is a Continue reading

  • Good bye, Chennai.

    Tonight, we are getting on a train to ride 24 hours to Pune. We are saying goodbye to the city that has slowly become a temporary home the past few weeks. The faces I have met will stay with me. Joshua* had a flashy bright blue shirt that made him stand out from the other Continue reading

  • something on the road, cut me to the soul.

    (I don’t have any pictures of the leper colony cause it wasn’t allowed.) We walked into the barren clinic on the edge of the leprosy colony. A familiar face hung on both sides of the wall, Mother Teresa, a picture of loving the “least of these” we were about to meet. I made my way Continue reading

  • India gets under your skin.

    India gets under your skin slowly. It begins to settle on your exterior like sweat, then permeates into your blood stream, your bones. Partaking in the madness of traffic is like jumping into the middle of a great choreographed dance, everyone knows their parts and places, but you feel so lost. Buses like galloping pink Continue reading

  • The wind is calling "India, India, India."

    Some things feel familiar before you’ve even experienced them. You see a face in your mind’s eye, blurry, but the feelings are sharp and you just know you are going to love them. You feel a place in your soul, colorful, dirty, distracting, beautiful, broken and you feel like somehow you have always known it, Continue reading

  • Update- less then two weeks till India!

    It has been so incredible to see how people are jumping on board with the vision of this trip. I have never been on a trip where the donations have been so unexpected. I am amazed. Preparing emotionally, physically, spiritually. Just need $337 now. Continue reading

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