Pretty much anyone can set one up, you just pay a few cents and upload a photo of your handmade or vintage product, which for us, is a photo itself. But, what’s exciting is the organic way that it’s developed and the possibilities that it holds.
When I look out into the wide-open year before me and ask, what do I hope to accomplish?, there is no shortage of answers. I have ideas. Lots of them! But, I also have an uncanny ability to convince myself that my ideas aren’t all that great before I’ve ever truly given them a shot.
It is with the heaviest of hearts that I share we recently had to say goodbye to my dad, Rudy, a man whose mere physical presence had the power to shift an entire room. Combined with his boisterous laugh and undeniable charm, he was a man respected and adored by many.
I stumbled across Kim’s blog So Many Places last year when Adrian and I were in the final stages of planning our trip to SE Asia and working to get The Beautiful Occupation online. I was instantly hooked by her brilliant and honest writing and have been a faithful reader ever since.
I’m standing, dazed and shivering, in the dairy section of our local grocery store deliberating over 0% or 2% yogurt; I can’t remember what we normally buy. It’s been so long and I can’t think straight. My eyes burn with exhaustion, my body is hollow with fatigue and the dizziness in my head exaggerates the surreal nature of the moment. A flush of familiarity washes over me and for a split second the last fourteen mo
If your eyes are open you will see the effects of poverty. In developing countries there is no escaping it. Perhaps in America we can insulate ourselves inside our houses and communities and remain untouched, but not in Cambodia or India or Nepal. You will deal with it whether you want to or not. It will come to you.