Rara not only talks the talk, she walks the walk of peace. May we all be as loving, empathetic, and magical. Dinosaurs for Peace.
There is a homeless man who lives behind my building at work. His name is Jonathon, but there was another Jonathon in his neighborhood growing up– so he goes by Jay.
I met him the day I started my job, two years ago. It was early and we chatted for a bit before I had to go in. He wished me “Rainbow Luck”, an expression his mother used. She would offer it in moderation because she believed there was only so much super-powerful Rainbow Luck to go around.
I’ve enjoyed a great two years at my job, so I can only assume Jay’s mom was right about how powerful that sort of luck is.
Over the years, I’ve suggested a few places for Jay to go– organizations designed specifically to help those without homes. I even offered a space in my apartment, even though the conditions aren’t much better than…
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