Big Black Bus

When I was a girl not much older than 8, my dream wasn't just my own. It was the whole family's. The dream was to renovate a long black bus with no seats and gum on the floor into a mobile home. We got as far as cleaning the bus and it turned out the farmer we got the bus from never held up his end of the bargain. It crumbled our dream and years later we found our selves staring at the face of a new one, just a little different. Sure we wouldn't be driving to Canada in a big black bus we called Freedom, but we found the perfect place anyway.
When my parents bought that bus, the family was so excited we were so sure that the idea of traveling to Hornby island would come true. Now my family is  in the North Carolinian country. It's a little off of what we dreamed of but it's the best that we can get. I will always admire the dream of Freedom, and maybe my brothers or I will fulfill it one day.

Dreamwork with Toko-pa

Do not try to save

the whole world

or do anything grandiose.

Instead, create

a clearing

in the dense forest

of your life

and wait there

patiently,

until the song

that is your life

falls into your own cupped hands

and you recognize and greet it.

Only then will you know

how to give yourself

to this world

so worthy of rescue.

by Martha Postlewaite | Artist unknown

I learned something interesting the other day. Men are more attracted to girls who have a passion and don't mind getting dirty. Why? Because they feel that they can relate to her and she won't seem so alien. For example, a girl who spends 1 to 2 or 3 hours to get ready so they feel beautiful. I think that boys also like it when girls don't glam up because it's a sign of confidence, and that can be attractive.