Sometimes things come at the perfect time.

Update on ‘the funk’.

It’s gone.

Whew.

Now we can return to our normal programme.

Charity.

What’s to be done about it?

My latest dive into the funk left me wondering what’s it all about. I began to wonder if I should just give it all up. After all, I don’t make that much of an effort to sell my stuff, so does it really matter to me?

Does the money do any good anyway, or are we all just blowing into the wind.

Let me tell you, the funk has a lot to answer for.

I think I will always have my doubts about where the money goes, and if it does any good, and if we will ever see a world without poverty and anguish, but I do not doubt that my life is worth more when I live generously and with conscience.

Today I saw this.

And it gave me new hope.

I learned that am not here to change the world, just to help a little bit.

Bit of a relief really.

(There goes my nobel peace prize, dammit!)

 

So, today’s agenda … $1000 of jewelry sales money to Heifer International, because P says he likes them most, and a little something for the Cambodia lady, because she gives me hope.

P.S. I tried looking at her bags today on their website, but keep getting redirected from their product link. I’ve e-mailed them to let them know, (yes, I know, crazy interfering Englishwoman), so hopefully we can get to see them soon.

See here – Bloom Bags – but don’t forget to check back to see if they’ve fixed the problem.

Go on.

You know you want one of their bags :)

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About coldfeetstudio

I am English, but live in Houston, TX. I have a degree in Sculpture. I love to make art. I sell my art for charity as I believe there should be no reason for someone to go hungry in this world. I am a wife, mother, pottery maker, jewelry maker, quilt maker, painter, cat lover, and, dog liker. And I am very fortunate to be all these things. View all posts by coldfeetstudio

6 responses to “Sometimes things come at the perfect time.

  • Eloise

    Hi, glad the Funk has dissipated.
    I followed the Bloom Bag link but our virus protection software put a stop to it because of a trojan threat. Hopefully they will sort that out soon….

  • KerryCan

    Good to hear that the funk has lifted and hope has returned!

  • Fiona Robertson

    The Old Man and the Starfish
    by Irv Furman

    There was a young man walking down a deserted beach just before dawn. In the distance he saw a frail old man. As he approached the old man, he saw him picking up stranded starfish and throwing them back into the sea.

    The young man gazed in wonder as the old man again and again threw the small starfish from the sand to the water. He asked, “Old man, why do you spend so much energy doing what seems to be a waste of time?”

    The old man explained that the stranded starfish would die if left in the morning sun. ” But there must be thousands of beached and millions of starfish!” exclaimed the young man. “How can you make any difference?”

    The old man looked down at the small starfish in his hand and as he threw it into the safety of the sea, he said, “I made a difference to this one.”

    xx

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