Spoonful of Hope
Reflecting Does a Soul Good
Do what you can do – Bishop of Rwanda The trip to Rwanda capped the completion of my masters program for pastoral counseling. One of the key words in counseling is reflect. We are an "on the g...
Reflections on the Journey
Customers come into the shoppe and tell me I am brave to open my own store. Inside I respond with “brave – how about crazy”. Deep down I know this is exactly what I am supposed to be doing. As I ...
Ugly Beautiful Gifts = Joy
Friday was all planned out to include sleeping 8 hours. I am sick and my mom said “honey you don’t have a substitute” so I decided I better slow down and get some rest. Somehow I reasoned sleepi...
Face of Hope found in Nubian Goats
Excited to share with you Shoppe 561's newest face of hope. Meet JoJo Milano. One of the exciting parts of Shoppe 561 is meeting people in my search for artisans. Checking the artisan applicatio...
Face of Hope through the Lens of a Camera
Face of Hope Reflected in Hoola Hoops
Connecting with artisans the past few months has been inspiring; looking forward to the relationships I will be forging as Shoppe 561 grows. Knowing that Hope is what compels artisans to create and...
Seeing Hope in Change
Living life means going through change. Knowing change is around the corner can be comforting or concerning. Embracing change is only possible when our hope is in someth...
Reflections Fuel Hope
Reflecting this week on all that has transpired since a year ago Monday I set out for my trip to Ireland that resulted in the Shoppe 561 dream seed being planted. Seeing today a face book post rega...
Hope Found Along the River
Wondering if the hype of the Riverside Arts Market would measure up, I expectantly made my way to the market. Arriving at the market it was clear, it was going to live up to its billing of 15...
Hope Found Along the Way to Jacksonville
Looking for artisans on my 4-hour trek up the coast to Jacksonville was my first north coast of Florida artisan search. Cocoa looked promising with its big signs on 95 boasting a Historic Downtown ...
Hope: Found Unexpected in Old Florida's Historic Towns
Feeling homesick for the north after my stay in Atlanta, I was pleasantly surprised when I ventured into the cities of Alachua, High Springs and Micanopy I wasn’t expecting the rolling hil...
Hope found in Atlanta
Wondering how day 2 of best practice/fact gathering would go I set off after my morning meeting to The Beehive. Anxious as The Beehive based on all my research was the closest thing to what I env...
Hope found at Serendipity
Setting out on my mission in the Atlanta Metro are to find inspiration, best practices and networking was exciting and a bit nerve wracking this morning. Relying heavily on the web to pin point a...
Hope Found In a Spreadsheet
Looking at my Bible Study Library Check Out Sheet I was filled with a sense of HOPE. Collecting Bible Studies like others collect paintings I have found I need a check out sheet to ...
Hope is an Anchor
Hope is our anchor; keeping us grounded and staying the course whether our lives are rough seas or calm waters. “We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure” (Hebrews 6:1...
Choosing Joy Multiplies Hope
Being still, listening, reassessing the definition of productivity and the standards I measure the success of my day. Opening my eyes to a world that revolves around continually giving thanks in...
Hope in the Darkness
Waking up to a beautiful day in West Palm Beach, swimming laps while the sun was rising in the sky, riding my bike, journaling and reading without a care in the world. I love my Sabbath day...
H-O-P-E spells Bicycle
Deciding on “props” for a photo shoot I was doing for Shoppe 561, the first thing that came to mind was my bike. Sunshine, freedom, joy, peace, ocean breeze (head winds most days) are just a few wo...
Dreams Become Reality
Returning home I shared with friends that God was telling me to open a store of locally made products to expand the state of Florida. Amazing to me, they all responded with a resounding “...
Ireland – Dream Seeds Planted
Graduating with my masters in Pastoral Counseling is a miracle. I have no idea how I managed to complete the program in 2 years amidst all that my life entailed. The only explanation is the ...