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Things that made me smile today…

I wish I had pictures of all of these things but I was driving when I saw some of them, or it just would have been weird to bust out my camera…

  • handmade signs asking drivers to slow down because of geese in the road
  • the kind and lovely person who helped me understand my new progressive lenses
  • asking this wonderful man what he’s up to and him saying something like, “6’3, no good, and logging”
  • a joke that flowed off a dear person’s tongue as seamlessly as water over a smooth rock
  • signs indicating that in a family barn, you’d find coffee, snacks, art, and vintage stuff… I love Vermont so much
  • the Green Mountains
  • hearing how excited someone I was talking to is about an upcoming trip she’s going on with her family
  • listening to the birds around my studio- I think a couple of pigeons were yelling at each other
  • thinking about this fantastic play I saw last night that my friend is in
  • seeing signs all over the place that suggest that love, compassion, and a welcoming attitude are preferred by many
  • my cat resting in the garden
  • the smell of peonies
  • an about-to-bloom poppy
  • the sounds and sights of bees doing their thing
  • the smell of catmint

we need to notice the things that make us smile,
call to our hearts,
help us feel connected to other people, even if we don’t know them,
and to ourselves, even when we’re tired, sad, scared, or sick

Until next time,

bradie


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Meet Realta~ An Awakened Owl

Occasionally, Healing Handcrafting will host other bloggers, human and otherwise to share thoughts, queries and reactions to life. 

Realta was born two days ago during a snow storm. She’s been busy ever since. 

Greetings. I’m Realta. There’s some shit going on here that I was blissfully unaware of when I was but a mere collection of yarn, wool and feathers. Now that I’m awake, I’m like, WTF is  going on, people? 

Here’s me. I can’t seem to wipe this worried look off my face. 


I know my dear Sherman needed a companion, but that can’t be the only reason I’m here. That’d be some crazy crap. 

Sweet Sherman did show me a good time on Valentines Day. 



He’s a doll. But seriously, we have to get serious! WTF is this?


And sweet cheeks and me, we’re going to do some handshake training, am I right? With Justin Trudeau. 

Here’s my people. Sherman and I, we’re on board. Our training starts yesterday and we’re all in. 


Now I understand this crazy-assed dream I had about being at a protest. 


I’m not sure how I feel about being here, but since I am, I’ll do what I can to make things better. What the hell else is there to do?