Thursday, June 16, 2011



It’s crazy, but people steal from my store. I know you’re thinking “How in the world could someone steal from a fair trade non-profit that supports artisans in developing countries?!”

I don’t know.

But they do.

And today was one of those days. It happened within four feet of me. I was even suspicious of this particular person, but I turned my back…for like FIVE seconds. A phone call to the police and two hours later, the guy hadn’t been found and our handcrafted goods are lord knows where.

I was furious.

Stealing food because you’re starving is one thing. Stealing two handmade clutches from India is just….senseless. And mean. And stupid. Oh really sir, you needed that bracelet from Kenya? Couldn’t survive without it?!

I work so hard, for very little, to help alleviate poverty in parts of the world that are forgotten…overlooked…marginalized. And today’s theft felt like a personal attack against that mission.

Life lessons.

So when life knocks you down. Pick yourself up.

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And order a margarita.

Go out to dinner with some great folks. Laugh, joke, and eat good food. Order extra guacamole…

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and a watermelon sangria.

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And when you get home. Drink a big glass of water and go to bed.

Because tomorrow is a new day, and there will still be people living in poverty. And you’re going to need to be well-rested so that you can spread your fire for the cause with others.

Plus your dog is going to wake you up super early.


Happy Friday!!