In my purse there is a new key hooked to a rather silly bulky key chain with an iridescent duck attached to it.
This key represents the fact that second chances, third chances…and fourth chances are possible.
Sometimes I feel the urge to tell the whole story. The how did we get here. But there are so many moving parts. So many interconnected stories that make up the one I’m above to dive into.
Today I officially get to walk through the doors of the next iteration of a dream I dreamed up at sixteen years old. For the fourth time.
I think every space I’ve helped to create has been a step on the pathway to this moment.
The birds are chirping, it’s just before dawn here, and anything seems possible right now.
I want to stay in this moment for a bit. The soft grey glow of morning. The morning before everything changes again.
I don’t want to talk about the realities of how hard it will be to begin rebuilding a community space for connection. I just want to sit in the gentleness of believing that whatever happens…it might be beautiful.
Today I will walk through the doors of a space I have leased for one year…to help bring Curious & Kind back to life in its newest form and I’m so excited to see what will happen.
Maybe someday you can come visit?
Heart,
Wake
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Addendum
This morning I had to send an email of intense gratitude that will change my life.
I also responded to a friend who sent me an article about the end of one of the most beautiful small presses in Canada.
I think right now I’m choosing to be hopeful.
I wrote a response to my friend…after I read the article. The article was like a eulogy to a beautiful complex thing. The obituary for a concept.
And here I am at the beginning again. I’m not yet ready to imagine the end.
So I wrote this. And it felt like a synthesis of why I keep doing the same thing over and over.
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I think I’m very excited about Curious & Kind being a thing again because it is not really about objects…but experiences. And people. And bringing those two things together.
That’s what I’m best at.
Small ephemeral moments that might turn into friendship.
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If people singing hopefully by themselves in a space makes you feel awkward, definitely don’t watch the video below.
…but every time I rent a space to do this thing…before I move anything in, I sing ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow’ to remind myself why I do what I do. And it is because I want us all to be able to dream. I’m putting this here to remind me that dreams can become reality.
Yay!!!!! I'm already feeling the magic of this iteration of Curious & Kind. When I pressed play on your video, all the noise that was going on in my space just stopped. Literally, the volume on tvs went silent. (Noise in crowded neighborhoods is ubiquitous in El Salvador and quiet moments very rare.) Your voice rang through this space here thousands and thousands of miles away and everything hushed to listen. I cried because I feel so happy for you and so grateful to watch/listen to you sing as you blessed your space. And now just as I am finishing writing this the noises all came back on! Blessings on you and this next adventure!
That was so beautiful! Thank you!