About Me

Hello, friend! Pull up a chair and grab a cup of coffee. I'll likely ask you to excuse the mess of crumbs on the floor and craft supplies all over the place, but you are welcome here!

Let's start with just a little bit about me. My name is Rakhi, most commonly pronounced Rocky like the mountains or Balboa (though I prefer the nuanced "Rah-khi"). Yes, I've heard many-a-joke regarding my name, and it has taken me many moons to actually like it. If you'd like to know more about my name, you can read a whole post about it here.

My husband and I live in the Detroit area with our three young children. He teaches theology and I work in parish communications and dabble in design. You can find me with a coffee in hand at most times, and when I'm not chasing after my children, I like to create, read, sing, write, dream of Italy, and Netflix.

I am a 40 something first-generation Indian American. The latter part of the description is one I avoided, especially in my teens, as I didn't want to be different. It is, however, who I am and I'm learning to embrace the beauty in it.

That, I suppose is what this little corner of the interwebs is all about. I've created this space with the hope that we can walk together to learn more about ourselves (and each other), to listen for how God is moving in our lives, to understand who God has created us to be uniquely, and to unleash that gift onto the world in a torrent of grace, love, and mercy.

St. Teresa of Calcutta (Mother Teresa) is dear to my heart. Aside from long being the Saint of Calcutta well before the Catholic Church ever declared her as such, we've had a special connection. Her feast day is my birthday and she mysteriously pops up in my life in interesting ways. Her wisdom has breathed life into me at dark moments, and her love of my people - the poorest of my people - has given me a great love and admiration for her.

This blog is named after her encouragement to those who wanted to always visit her in the slums of Calcutta. She would tell them they were welcome, but that she wanted them to "go find your own Calcutta." There are so many in our own backyards and in our families who need the same love and mercy Mother Teresa showed those in the slums. It is up to us to recognize Jesus in our midst and serve Him in the distressing disguise of the poor among us.

So, tell me, how has He made you uniquely? Let's get to know each other!