There is no place to donate to the cause. We have not sought foundation support.
The major projects are about awareness and healing, but though we'd qualify for foundation support, we'd rather they support direct efforts.
If you want to support the documentation projects, there are books available and we look for volunteers and information.
There has never been a single ad for any published book, but word spread organically.
Dream Writer Lady Ariarose DWAR at Your Service Forever Friends Faithfully
Join us on a captivating journey through our literary world,
where stories inspire healing and connection in every page.
From Infant to Mature Reader
Are You Ready to Set Sail A Ship is Being Loaded See You at The Dock
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When funds permit
The Ships Will
Have Private Docks
Currently we can afford
One Site, but the
Structure is Getting Planned
The Animal Celebration-The Dimming Lights - The Animal Extinction Project - One Writer Seeks Help to Document the Over 40,000 Animals facing Extinction **The Growing Greens-The Same Author Documenting All Plants ** And What is Wrong? Documenting All Medical Conditions to fight MisInformation
Seeking Publishing for it and The Violet Eye Saga
Why do we do all that we do:
This work exists because somewhere in the world there is someone going through something hard. Sometimes, we need help to understand.
This work exists because someone in the world experienced — or experiences — prejudice, hatred, tyranny...
List it. The work as a whole is meant to shine a light on it.
I was the girl at the edge of the sidewalk, not because of being an outcast but for a friend I knew when I was two years old.
There was a Japanese Lady who walked my town.
She was an adult who only spoke Japanese, and I was a tot with few words at all, but we communicated in some mystic way and understood each other.
One day a truck came up alongside her when she was walking back. I didn't understand the words he was saying. He wore a brown suit — I was sure it was a uniform as my dad was a navy man, but it was a different color was all.
Maybe army or could have been just a suit. It is fuzzy all these years later. But I remember the angry face and knew she was scared and hurt.
She ran away. The engine revved several times. But after that day I never saw her again.
The moment she was running from fear that deep — from words and bad treatment — I decided right then in the moment that every life mattered, we all mattered, and I would do everything I could to make sure everyone knew it and felt it, without also just taking everything either.
But when you value everything and everyone as a child, it is an odd thing to other children by far. So you sit on the edge of the sidewalk. And that day and that moment I decided that, my empath skills began to ignite. But it is my most useless skill.
So basically, I am writing to spread the truth of what I learned as a tot of two. But the memory is getting fuzzy. I was a child of two. My imagination was always vivid.
We all matter.
In Development Volunteers
are needed to help
develop each page....
And this heart of mine has to help all the pain I see/feel even if it is not mine.
So now lets start getting stuff to help everyone get help they needed to not only help heal us all but fuel the mind, though understand each page is waiting for a set of volunteers of parent, educators, and scholars.
There are over 40,000 projects, and I cannot do it all. But I will as I can put something in, and when I do I will update each tab given time when it comes up to the deck for now this is a call for volunteers.
The More Hands
Helping
The Faster
It Gets Built
Every Hand Matters
Every Voice
Matters
For We All Matter
But even if I have no volunteers, I will do everything I can to build not just one house but a community where all lives matter for We Do All Matter.
There was a time I passed out regularly.
It was never a question of if I would pass out, but when.
But I continued on doing everything required to live and care for my daughter that I could. I still worked and gained a degree in mathematics despite the difficulty, but not in education, as was my plan.
I knew that until they worked out what was going on,
it was too dangerous for my charges.
That was my reason for the switch.
But when asked, I merely joked
That I didn't want to get my head shaven.
HA HA HA.
Sometimes, I stopped being able to walk.
And when I couldn't walk, I crawled.
And sometimes I couldn't crawl, but sometimes
my hands would still work.
And in that moment, I pulled and kept going to a phone. And when that stopped as well,
I used my voice and called for help.
When the world was gone, my mind was still thinking.
I am that type of tenacious.
But I know when to ask for help when it matters.
But I am that type of tenacious, and if I must, I will build the house alone. It will just take a great deal longer. It won't be as big as it could be, but my heart just has to give.
And tell the world, the truth I learned at the mere age of two,
We all matter, and I would do what I could to help and heal the pains I see and feel like they were mine.
If you would like to help, I'd be ecstatic.
Get that regardless of help,
I will do whatever I can alone.
But I'd rather have helpers,
As then the healing reaches more people.
If you want to, are able, and have the time, please volunteer.
