a taste of heaven

a taste of heaven
Heaven on Earth

Freedom is the Cause


So if you’re
thinking OMG!!!!! This single mother is backpacking across the world with her
two small children….. What will they eat??? Where will they sleep??? Please
direct your attention to the button below, here you can donate as much ( or as
little) as your heart desires, and those questions you
ask will be solved. And
you’ll be showing your support for the cause.. What is the CAUSE, you ask…..
FREEDOM!!!!
How far
would you like to see us go??














Wednesday, September 26, 2012


So let me start by saying… WOW!!!! I CAN’T BELIEV IT, I’M IN AFRICA!!!!!!(THIS IS ME SCREAMING WITH MY HANDS IN THE AIR)  I’M REALLY HERE!!!! MY DAUGHTERS ARE INTERNATIONAL!!!! WHOOOO HOOOOO!!!!!

Okay now that I’m done with that part; let me tell you how wonderful it is here. The Moroccan people are sooooooo sweet. On the airplane they were relaxed when it came to the girls playing, crying, and yelling. ( this whole tripthe girls only had 20 breakdowns. Not bad at all…lol…) When we got off the airplane, there were so many people willing to help me with the bags, cause the girls were in the middle of one of their break downs and did not want to carry anything.  We were walking through the airport and Maheeyah fell, some random person beside me, dropped the bags and ran over to her, picked her up, rocked her, and spoke to her in French until she stopped crying.  It has been like this alllll day. I was so shocked and you know Maheeyah‘s face was all tore up, looking like who the hell is this. But after the 10th person or so, came to kiss her on the forehead, hug her, walk holding her handed someone even stopped what they were doing and started being my teacher assistant while I was teaching the girls. Everyone has so much sincerity in their eyes and face. And everyone has been so patience while I stroll through my translator trying the find the words to ask a question.  You know that saying it takes a village to raise a child…..I feel crazy blessed to be in that village. I don’t know how many lives I’ve lived or how many I have yet to live, but something inside tells me that this is by far the most magical life yet. On the way here from Istanbul I had the strongest feeling and sensation that I was going home. What if the shift of 2012 is not a physical disaster reaction, but what if it’s that subtle whisper in the back of you is mind telling you it’s time for great change? What if following that God energy makes the real difference on the planet? What if it’s about seeing a fear, facing it, walking towards, chest up and head held high? What if all we had to do is let go and let GOD? What if it’s as simple as WE ARE THE SHIFT…. What IF????
 
This is where we are staying in Rabat