While checking out in the grocery store, I dropped a glass jar of artichokes. It shattered and glass flew everywhere with the oily liquid spewing. I was mortified. I immediately apologized.

The clerk calmly came around to clean it up, telling me it happens all the time (it was my first). It took quite a while to clean up. I apologized to the people in line after me, still feeling so terrible (of course, it was later in the evening so it was the only line open). A woman 2 people behind me asked what brand of artichokes I had and went to get another jar for me. The lady behind me said it’s ok and chatted with me about good recipes with artichokes.

Another worker came to help us finish cleaning up my nasty mess. All four of these strangers made me feel so blessed that I stopped feeling badly about what had happened.

The kindness of strangers! – Paula

A few years ago my husband was made redundant. It was a massive shock as he had always dedicated himself to the firm, we often joked that the firm came first and the 4 (at that time) children and I came a close second! It was a massive blow to my husband and although he understood the firm’s financial position, he was a little hurt. We are a couple who have always earned and paid our way, in fact, we pride ourselves in it. We are the couple who pays our bills first and tries to have a little fun with what is left afterward. Luckily we had redundancy and mortgage insurance for three months. I managed to make this last for six months. read more →

While I was in Washington I was at a pizza place and saw an elderly couple. The man was in an electric wheelchair and appeared not to have much use of his arms. His wife also arrived in an electric wheelchair but left hers outside because there wasn’t room for two in the small space. She hobbled inside and fed her husband his food. It was just so sweet watching them. So I went to the counter, away from those I was dining with, and paid for their meal asking that they not be told it was me. read more →

When a friend told me that they were going to move house, my heart sank. Why? Because I am really rubbish at offering to help. My husband works away and I have five children to juggle alone for the most part of the year. I also suffer from three autoimmune diseases which restrict me physically. read more →

What would happen if people saw reminders of kindness everywhere they went?

That’s what I sought to find out as I walked around downtown nearly two months ago brandishing bright, orange signs that said “Do Good. Be Kind. Change the World.” My goal: Kick off “Signs for Good”, a new project aiming to plant these orange signs in yards or windows around the country. That simple message — Do Good, Be Kind, Change the World — reminds people that there are some things we can all agree on, even in a time where finding common ground can be difficult. It’s a message that can resonate with folks of any religion or political affiliation; from any walk of life. read more →

Dean was a guy that always had a hug and a good parting word for everyone he met. Each morning he left me a post-it note next to the coffee maker for me to find when I woke up. Always words of encouragement and love. read more →

To love and be loved is everything.

A friend of mine has not been to see me in a long time, not since I had my fifth child and so I have been monitoring her through the ever so stalker-like Facebook. read more →

One thing I have found that makes me feel good is lifting up those around me.

During my long wait in the ER, I was in close contact with all kinds of people both in the lobby and while I was waiting on a gurney in the hall. There was nothing else to do, so I just started talking to people. read more →


Placing Kindness Rocks throughout neighboring communities

I started painting Kindness Rocks with my daughter in April for Random Acts of Kindness Day.

Well, it has caught on and we now have a Facebook group with 300 community members and we’ve built a Kindness Rocks Garden at our local library with the help of the children’s librarian. My daughter’s preschool also created over 30 rocks in the week leading up to graduation to celebrate kindness which they donated to the garden.

Weekly delivery to the Kindness Rocks Garden

My daughter and I fill the garden weekly and spread rocks through the community as well. We paint 50-60 rocks per week. My daughter is 5 and has since started her own Facebook Page to encourage children to be kind. – Meaghan Haskell

I started following the Ripple facebook page back in 2013 when I first found I was in a very tough place in my life. I found the stories people shared, where doing and receiving kindness, incredibly uplifting and was inspired to participate. Living in a remote rural area, I was unsure of what I could do but the page gave me lots of great ideas, many that cost nothing or very little. So I started to create ripples of my own.

My latest ripple began very small and through a chance meeting… read more →

My friend’s husband became unemployed. They have six children. We were unemployed for 10 months so I know full well the pain and anxiety of it.  read more →

I coached my six-year-old daughter’s soccer team. 1st grade. I also taught at a private school, 1st-12th-grade technology and 7th-grade math… Before our game was my younger son’s. In between cheering, I graded papers. Another child’s mom came up to me and asked me how proud I was of my daughter, we only have one. It piqued my curiosity. Very proud, of course! Did she tell you what happened, she asked… Uhm, when??? read more →