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Aloha Friends,

If the calander is blurry and you aren't quite sure what day it is, that is because neither are we.  This is the way we have been living for the past two months.  We started our journey with a dream, a hope, a little money, and many a prayer.  It brought us across the country, through rain storms, hot sunny summer days (which lead to the water pump braking down in Williams, Arizona), and many a kind stranger to help us with gas, much need resting space, and food near the end of our journey.  We made it but we have found no home to live in and our Section 8 is no longer valid.  Everything fell through and we are left with nothing but our witts, skills, and crystals we dug in Arkensas.

We had planned on writing a daily log of our journey, but time never seemed to be convinient.  We were so cought up in the journey that we were unable to focus on the retelling of it.  It is my hope that in the next month I will be able to retell the trials and tibulations, as well as the empowering and exciting events which colored and prolonged our journey here.  Everything happens for a reason, and even though we may not know what that reason is at the time, it usually is revealed before too long.

We are still on the road today, staying in a motel courtesy of the Ukiah Community Center, and we will be moving on tomarrow to a camping site.  We have been spreading envrionmental education; selling and giving magnets away by the dozens.  Our desire to continue is strong and we can only hope that our will is as strong.  There is not much work out in California, and so we are making our own work.  We have been going to fairs to sell magnets and share the vision, in the hope to find the right people to work with building the physical location of the school.  In the mean time we have been camping at the state parks, but those are mostly closed now, some of the permenantly from the word in the parks.

Upon arriving to Fort Bragg, we found ourselves surrounded by mystical forces which pulled us in direcitons we had not planned on.  This has lead us to learn more about ourselves and those around us.


Many of the videos and photos are on memory cards with no readability, so we are not able to continue the video blog from beginning to end.  We can get some video material, which I will share at a later date.  For now, please add your rating to our video shares and spread the word.

Peace, Love and Life,

Lyra Jubb

This is a written and video documentary of our declaration of independence from the cold, depressing hell we have been living in for the past six years.  We are still on the road a month later and this is a recount of our adventure so far.  We are currently winging the last leg with the help of charitable organizations such as the Holy Ghost Church in Alberqurerque, NM, kind police officers through Travlers' Aid, and generous truck drivers.  May this journey be completed before the week is out.

Saturday, June 27, 2009 12:09 PM

"We thought that we could begin a new life there, but much to our surprise, it wasn’t so. Maybe a mirror DID get broken and that damn myth IS true, but after nearly six years of bad luck, it was time to leave. And so the next journey begins.

Not a moment too soon… actually many moments too late, but that was then, right? The last week has been spent sleeping on a set of bunk-beds in a room barely big enough for them, at what otherwise was really a blessing for all four of us. I know that is not what many would call the John Graham Emergency Shelter in Vergennes, Vermont, though. These last couple of days has really made it clear to us, though, that we need to make a break; and today is that day. Everything is sorted, packed or crapped, shrink-wrapped like you wouldn’t believe (another story altogether) and shipped. Once those pallets are on the truck, our path is set.

Not to back-track, but a little history never hurts. This ‘adventure’ really began six years ago, when Quinn was only four months old. We picked up our family and moved from Maui, Hawaii, to Bristol, Vermont. Not something you can do with a van and a U-Haul. This original move was work induced… (a whole other story).

So this time we are going with NO expectations, much less job prospects. We simply want to work on being self-sufficient, and that requires a real growing season to begin with. It is our hope that our Section 8 Voucher has been extended for a rare third time. That would be greatly instrumental in having a home when we arrive in Mendocino County. At the moment, we are in suspense on the issue because the notices are sent out to our mailing address, which remains in Ripton until we get to California.

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