A friend whom I love recently said to me that she's going to go for it and do some really hard things to make her dreams of working to improve children's lives a reality. She said that she had to believe the Universe would provide for her.  See, I used to believe that. I want to believe that, but I don't anymore. I asked her to explain this, not to be a bitch, but because I was hoping she'd be able to convince me that the Universe works this way.  1/3 of the people on this planet don't have access to drinking water. The Universe is clearly not providing for them.

I can't get into the discussion board now so I will blog here a while. Here is a something on Mental Slavery from Myspace where I do Project Bluebird.

The ferry, heavily arboured with cypress and mangrove trees seems to dip fearlessly low in the water, skimming  like a slow floating island.