I don’t think it is any secret that I have a special rock that I carry with me. It is small in size…easily and comfortably fits into a pocket but on most days it rumbles across the bottom of my bag. The rock is naturally heart-shaped and I found it on the shores of Lake Superior on the day of my grandpa’s funeral. The grandpa that this site is dedicated to. The grandpa that came up with the word ‘Kazoofus’.
My rock is almost always with me and on shitty days I drop it into my pocket and somehow, it always makes me feel better.
On Friday (probably when you are reading this) I am going to try something new.
I am dropping it in my pocket on behalf of someone else.
It is my attempt to request that the universe look out for someone I know on Friday. To bring someone I know a moment of peace. To send someone I know an unexpected nicety…a pleasant surprise.
If you find yourself with a moment of peace, a feeling of unexpected confidence that things will be alright or are on the receiving end of an unexpected act of generosity, please share your story here.
The rock may be in my pocket for you.
Peace to all.
