A quiet record of the things worth noticing: a moment, a question, a little truth that might otherwise pass us by.
What if our kindness was simply accepted?No praise. No gratitude. No feeling that we had saved someone. Just another person whose day became a little softer.Would we still help?Can we let kindness be enough, without needing it to make us feel like more?
“The dollars we earn,” Baby Bear once said,“Buy supper and blankets and somewhere for bed.”“Yes,” answered Mommy Bear, “and all that is true.But money can wait as our days slip from view.”
“Sometimes the smallest thingsare the easiest things to miss.A warm cup of coffee.Clean clothes.Someone who loves you,and is very glad that you are you.They may seem like ordinary things.But perhaps ordinary thingsare simply little miracleswe have forgotten to notice.”