Making dreams come true

…mine and yours?

The daily sorting is after the 💖💖💖 and the prompt after the 🐌🐌🐌

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Design a weird interactive event

This is the thing I really really want to put on.

Imagine being invited to an event that you know will last no more than three hours.

The first 30 minutes is a cute storytelling workshop where you meet people and share stories one on one. In groups of two.

Then you’re invited to sit and make a strange little monster diorama, and one by one while folks are making their monsters you’re invited to a quiet corner to pour a whimsical soap.

After a half hour, you’re invited to tell your own story, a short story in front of the group. No participation required. It’s only an invite. As listening to stories is equally as important as telling stories.

Then you get to see the soaps that have now cured. The last half hour is showing each other your monsters and soaps and exchanging contact information if you’ve made a friend. Then you head back out into the early evening. Full of stories and connection…

with the knowledge that this would be a sort of recurring monthly event where the folks would be a community in flux, new people coming in, and no one has to come every month, but they can.

That’s one of my dream events right now.

What sort of strange and wondrous event would you facilitate if cost was no impediment?

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The daily sorting.

(I accidentally wrote my newsletter while trying to do a social media update…which I’ve forgotten how to do…my posts were always too long-winded for Facebook. But writing newsletter? That’s where I feel most comfortable)

I’m sitting in a cafe imagining possible futures.

I just sat down with a funder in order to talk about my vision for re-starting Curious & Kind in Nova Scotia.

I’ve spent the last year and a half listening to people and thinking about how I could give back to this wondrous place that welcomed me so warmly.

My parents came to visit, and they loved the little town we chose to live in.

For the past ten months I have been so torn as to whether we would stay in this small town I’ve fallen deeply in love with now that Seahorse is going to school in the city.

This past weekend I had a heart to heart with him, and asked him if he’d rather I lived in the city too.

He said, “Mom. I want you to be happy, and you are so happy here. I love coming here on the weekends. I miss you. Yes. But you’re not far away.”

…and I cried. Because I was full time parent for sixteen years. I built my life around taking care of my children’s needs and trying to make life magical for them.

But that was the final piece. The knowing that my kids will be okay and still feel loved when I set my heart to keep doing what I dreamed. Building community and making space for folks who are looking for a sense of belonging.

So now I’m re-writing my business plan, looking for spaces in which to re-start Curious & Kind.

If you want to help by writing a testimonial that I can present to funders, or you’re amazing at income projections, or creative business plan writing…let me know.

I know I can’t do this alone.

…as I was sitting in this wondrous cafe with a blank page in front of me, a woman approached me and asked if she could give me a compliment if my fashion.

…and we had such a nice chat. And I asked her if she’d like to be friends.

She replied enthusiastically that she would, yes, like to be friends.

And that’s when I wrote:

Curious & Kind (Take 3)

June 2025

A place for friendship

Because that is what it was. In the tradition of the north, where I’m from, there were places called Friendship Centres that centred the traditions of indigenous peoples, and made space for indigenous peoples in urban/town settings. Where people could gather and be around each other, and find one another.

That Curious & Kind ended up being a space or gentle-hearted creatives, queer folks, neurodivergent peoples, disabled humans, and kind people looking for a place to belong. A place for friendship.

And the more spaces like that that exist, the better. That they don’t have to be giant centres servicing everyone. They can be small spaces making room for the people searching for connection.

I want to make this happen because this is my skill set. And because, I also, need someplace to belong.

I hope you’re having a beautiful Tuesday.

Heart,

Wake

(I made a weird art yesterday after resting the entire day and it felt so good)