I was out eating breakfast this morning and a nice very elderly man came by my table on his way out and gave me these two small rocks that he painted.
He didn't want anything for them, he always keeps some in his pocket to hand out to people during the day. He showed me that sometimes he paints white flowers, sometimes he only paints one flower - sometimes ladybugs. He picks up the small rocks on this walks, takes them home and just enjoys painting whatever he's feeling at the moment. I thought it was such a beautiful gesture, I almost cried. I told him that he made my day and I really appreciated it. I also told him I was so glad he kept his creativity flowing - that is so important for a person to be happy and giving out these rocks to people really spreads that love and happiness. He smiled and went on with his day. I'm going to put them on my altar.
It really inspired me to pay it forward. I think I'm going to make some little origami butterflies and just give them out to random people. Keep the moments of happiness and love moving along.