When Kindness Becomes Contagious

My tokens take time to make—days, layers, multiple mediums. So when my daughter noticed that the Ripple Station™ was down to just two, she stepped in.

This weekend, her art filled the Station. Neighbors have been stopping by in steady streams, picking up tokens, and carrying them out into the world. Each one given to someone who’s usually overlooked: a custodian, a restaurant cook, a barista at the airport.

It warms my heart to see the ripple widening—not just through my hands, but through hers, and now through so many in our community.