I’m going to write this now and do this like I promised to do, to myself, and to God. I’m doing it even though it’s hard and I fear ridicule.

A week ago, I posted on Facebook and shared some very personal details about my life. Among other things, I shared my experience of financial hardship and what had led to it. Some people may have misunderstood the purpose of that message. It wasn’t about money, and definitely not a request for it.

It was about AUTHENTICITY.

It was about speaking bravely and honestly about the life I’ve lived. It was about NAMING the difficulties I’ve experienced. That NAMING was a way for me to step out of the SPIRITUAL CLOSET I’ve been hiding in, in some ways, all my life.

Scroll down and read it on my FB page if you like; it’s part of this story too, and what led me to this project now.

My motivation behind this post is similar. This is also about authenticity. And more.

This is about love.

The truth is, I heard a call. I felt God put in me a need to do this. I felt God say:

“Ask people to donate money for a shower bus for the homeless. A bus that goes where the need is, to the homeless on the streets of San Francisco, Oakland, Richmond, and Vallejo. Then donate that bus to a homeless organization. Give it away, freely. But you, go on the bus yourself, and pray for the people who live on the streets. LISTEN TO THEM and SEE THEM, the ones who are invisible. Help them wash themselves. Give them their dignity back.”

This is not new. I’ve heard similar things for years. I’ve hidden them inside me and only shared them with the few friends who accept this side of me.

However, I never shared it with those who might not accept my spiritual side. I never put it out there LIKE THIS. I never risked public ridicule.

But I’m risking it now.

I’ve had a series of recurring dreams for years. I walk into buildings I haven’t visited for a while and suddenly remember that there’s a fishtank in one of the rooms, with LIVE FISH in it. It belongs to me, but I’ve forgotten to feed the fish for years. Three years? Four years? Seven years? I’m shocked to realize I’ve forgotten all about the fish that I was supposed to care for.

SURELY, THEY’RE ALL DEAD BY NOW?

But when I walk into the room with the fishtank, somehow, incredibly, THEY’RE STILL ALIVE. And I feed them and promise myself that from now on, I will take care of my fish.

I’m keeping that promise now!

Jesus said, “I will make you fishers of men.”

And regarding that shower bus, I heard:

“DIDN’T I CALL MY CHURCH TO WASH MY PEOPLE’S FEET?!”

Can you see how washing people’s feet and raising money for a mobile shower for the homeless are ultimately the same thing?

So please help me.

You don’t have to believe like I do. I have atheist friends who think my Jesus-talk is foolishness. That’s okay.

LET ME BE THE FOOL THEN.

But what a kind way to be a fool. Don’t you think?

And to all the people, my friends, both believers and non-believers, who believe differently from me, don’t we all STILL agree that we want to help the homeless, and don’t we all STILL agree that we want to find a solution for them?

Then help me in my goal to make the UNSEEN VISIBLE. That’s love.

And to my republican and my democrat friends: I know you both have your own ideas on how to help the homeless, but I don’t have time to wait for either of you to figure this one out, because THEY’RE OUT THERE, on the streets, and I can’t wait for either of you, because the voice in my head is getting louder and louder.

“I’M LATE, I’M LATE! FOR A VERY IMPORTANT DATE!” It says.

It doesn’t compromise. “Please help them,” it says.

I’m starting this fundraiser now, September 27th, 2025.

I’ll give it a year, until September 27, 2026.

If I haven’t raised the money for a bus, van, or trailer by then, at least I made the effort. And if I raised SOME MONEY, but not enough, whatever I’ve raised will STILL GO FOR THE HOMELESS in my area, the SF Bay Area, and ONLY THE HOMELESS. For whatever their needs are.

The money will not belong to me. I will not touch it. It will sit on my bank account untouched and given away within a year. Sooner, if the funds for the bus/van/trailer are raised.

I will send you pictures and updates. That’s my commitment to you. I have created a goal of

$75,000

for this project. That’s what Lava Mae, a San Francisco bus project, costs for a mobile shower unit. I will figure out the rest of the details later. It will be a journey. As it takes shape, I’ll share updates with you.

Thank you to all who believe in this mission and are willing to donate. And if you can’t donate right now, please share this post anyway. It might reach the right person, who can.

Thank you.

Eva Aguilera