Wherever people meet, any story begins with names. Where I lived my EVS, every person's name has a meaning. Wind. Flower. Sun. Fire. Pearl. Full Moon.
My name is Barbara and it happens to mean: Foreigner.
No reason that brings you to do something is ever obvious, even if it seems that way. It can be the simplest image, found in a book, or something deeper. And you never know what you can get from it until you explore your wills and fears. By doing!
