Originally posted on The Dude With A Blog:
Most of us have suffered through the frustration of needing to quickly get ready for work, only to have to wait for a roommate to finish his shower. Now imagine having to share that shower with not one or two other people, but hundreds.
That’s precisely the situation facing San Francisco’s estimated 6,436 homeless residents, who currently have just seven places in the city where they can shower.
But now an old public bus in San Francisco has been converted into a portable shower station to provide hygienic bathrooms to the homeless.
The bus, converted by nonprofit LavaMae, contains two private showers and toilets and provides towels and soap. The creators say it’s more about providing individual comfort than ending homelessness.
But despite the fact that the showers could help some homeless people stay clean as public showers around the city close, they don’t enjoy unanimous support.
Some critics say…
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Originally posted on Cool San Diego Sights!:
Light is the physical means by which my eyes see. But I often don’t see true light.
Light is a mixture of myriad colors. But I often don’t see those many colors.
Yesterday I was struck by a few small touches of rare light. My eyes widened with astonishment during a few joyful, delicious moments of revelation.
I was very fortunate and privileged to be a given a special tour of the amazing Sorollo exhibition at the San Diego Museum of Art in Balboa Park. Catherine Jones, a docent at the museum, provided an excellent introduction to the light-dabbed paintings of a very important artist that the world has often overlooked.
Joaquín Sorolla y Bastida was a Spanish post-Impressionist painter who won several major art awards and popular fame while he lived, but who soon became forgotten…
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Originally posted on Learning My Path Towards God:
Lost in life is what I am. More than just a lost lamb who can easily be mislead. It used to be when ever I was confused on which direction to go while driving I’ve been able to find a friendly gas station attendant or a kind person to call upon. These people who help were so cute! They’d point this way then that way offering tidbits of what to look for besides street signs and because of their help I am back on the road with in minutes heading in the right direction with confidence.
Not in life there’s not much to look for that can be seen in guidance on what to do. I’ve tried praying and I do still keep at the prayers with wanting so badly to hear pointers. I gotta change my direction but where to? With my hearing deficit this may not be the…
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Originally posted on Views Splash!:
A sense unknown.
A smile resulting from a smile.
A story so cute, you can’t shut the teller up.
A moment so selfless.
A sensation so unadulterated.
A pet pal, overjoyed at your return.
A wife sleeping so sound.
A face so calm yet sure.
A heartfelt greeting.
A voice that whispers in your ears in the morning – “Wake up sweet heart!”.
A joke that tickles the child in you.
A note that fills your day with bloom.
A song that parallels the days feeling.
An inspirational moment.
A moment of pure genius.
A tear of peace from silence in the heart, in the mind, in the air.
That’s Happiness for me.
Whatever it is, it’s definitely a feeling I forgot a long time back, and I can only guess if that’s happiness I remember. That night of rejoice, of yelling till the throat hurt, of hugs…
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Originally posted on Dani Lynn:
“And one of the elders of the city said, speak to us of good and evil. And he answered: Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil. For what is evil but good turtured by its own hunger and thirst? Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thrists it drinks even of dead waters.
You are good when you are one with yourself. Yet when you are not one with yourself you are not evil. For a divided house is not a den of thieves; it is only a divided house. And a ship without rudder may wander aimlessly among perilous isles yet sink not to the bottom.
You are good when you strive to give of yourself. Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself. For when you strive for gain you are…
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