I love you. That's what the cleaning girl at my hotel had wrote on my bed. A few hours later I came back to a note that said "Hi, My name is Teary. I am 18 years old. I want to speak with you but I don't know Enlgish. I love you." This note was next to a photo of her, a bracelet and my towel folded up as a heart. She was very nice, but could not speak a word of English.
Simone was my motorbike driver for the day. He was a sweet man who had a wife and daughter. Desperately poor, he was so grateful that I bought him lunch, gas and a cocout shake. He offered to drive my to the bus station the next morning for free. He almost cried as I boarded the bus. We kept in touch during the rest of my time in Cambodia. Just another moment that will be etched in my memory.
There's been a lot of times on the trip that I have talked with people and they have no idea what I say. It's kind of funny.
Laely, I have been very careful on what I am sending out to the world. It seems as if things are coming back to me quicker and quicker. As soon as I want something, it happens, amazing. I'm trying to send out love and light as much as I can.
The smile is the immediate difference maker. It is the universal language along with love. The smile connects two souls instantly.