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Published: April 27th 2006
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Picnic on the roof
Caitlin making gin and tonics Tonight we saw another film at the film festival. It was about a gypsy boy who lives in Spain and a Japanese girl who moves to Spain. The boy sings but has recently stopped because he is in mourning...his father died a year earlier. The girl wants to sing like a famous Flamenco singer but goes home after a few months because her father dies.
The movie got me thinking about why I am here. I realized I ony answer the question "Why are you here?" On a superficial level. I know there are deeper reasons and I need to look at those, to explore them deeply, to understand why I am here. By answering this question now I hope to push my self deeper into my journey.
Lizzz, why are you here? On the most basic level I am here because I have always, always, always questioned things. In many regards I left because I needed to find answers somewhere else. I wasn't getting the answers I needed at home. It was getting to the point where I wasn't even asking questions anymore.
Leading up to my move to Argentina can be broken down into
Picnic on the roof
Alice, Caitlin and Jennie four clear moments in my life:
Going to Spain: Spain was the first time I spent any extended period outside of the USA. I got a taste for a new culture and a new language. Because of this I was able to see so much about where I came from and who I was. When I went back to the States I carried with me new ideas that to this day make up very important parts of who I am and how I think.
Reading the books
Off the Map and
Atlas of the Human Heart: Both given to me by Erica and they filled my heart with ideas of running away to somewhere unknown. I wanted to learn more about who I was without the restrictions of who people knew me as.
Starting at C.I.E.L.O. I quickly learned that I love teaching and love giving people the tools they need to empower themselves.
Going to Ecuador: Going to Ecuador reminded me of how badly I needed to leave. When I came home Mom told me I had to go before it was too late. Her telling me to leave the biggest expression
of her love I have seen. Here I am.
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4/28/80
your birth date!!! Happy, happy birthday, Sweet Pea!