Moments of Connection

As always, the most charming and relatable. And I love how it helps me pay attention to the little weird moments throughout my day xo

Many of these sound like ASMR!

When someone not annoying helps you at the beauty counter and applies blush gently with a fluffy brush. I could just blow away in a puff of breeze.

Loved it

i’m not a musician or even much of a classical music buff, but in a recording (partic strings?) when i can hear the musicians BREATHING omg

❤️❤️ Our almost one year old sometimes open mouth kisses my chin with all of his slobber and it is so gross and so sweet.

I just read Ruth’s graphic novel Uprooted to my 7 yr old. She requested we read it again. It took me back to a Hong Kong I’m not sure exists anymore. And that I will always love.

All of these!! I’ll add one that may not be as universal. I just had a checkup with my third-ever dental hygiene student. I go to them because my income is modest, but honestly, I kind of miss the friendship when it’s been a while! To anyone who may never have received student services – they always, always do a wonderful, extremely thorough job, and it’s a fraction of the cost of their licensed counterparts. In the case of dental visits, though, it takes quite a bit longer. I know a lot of folks suffer from dental anxiety, but honestly, I feel particularly relaxed in their chair. All that time face to face with another human? If you’re doing your due diligence, they’re even throwing you compliments about your flossing skills – what an easy ego boost. My typically wired-up nervous system does love a moment of connection.

This is perfect.

These are sublime. (Did not realize others sniffed their dog’s armpits!) Thank you

These are spot on! Delicate touch by hairstylist — ahhh.

I love this so much and really needed this today. Thank you, Ruth!

Dog armpits and my cat’s head, ahhhh. I also love when I’m chatting with another woman and she touches my forearm. There’s something intimate about it that makes me feel seen and connected.

I had no idea we were all sniffing our dogs armpits! I thought I was the only one!

This is the sweetest, thanks Ruth!

This is beautiful!!

Our son on furlough during this shutdown is hanging home for a bit. Hugs galore.

Love the dog armpit, really really hate the hairdresser moment. As a neurodivergent person this is one of the most upsetting nervous system disregulating encounters I can have. Just thinking about it feels like nails on a chalkboard. But give me a dog armpit any day.

OMG. The “less-than-glorious moments.” I have a neurological disorder that makes me prone to falling. I fall more than once a year in very public places. A couple weeks ago, I tripped and took a massive spill in front of my kiddo’s school. Three or four parents helped me up, so kindly and sweetly. One of them turned out to be a acupuncture specialist. She checked in with me and gave me amazing advice for therapies that might help. I felt so loved and seen and supported, in what otherwise would have been a terrible moment. Cheers to the helpers!

Haha, I have to smell my dogs armpits!!! =)

Moment of connection last week: I took my son to the barber without an appointment. There was no way to fit him in and we were trying to figure out another time we could come (there was no other time!). This man got up and insisted we take his slot and he would come back another time. Then he left! I want to shake his hand and thank him for showing my son what it looks like to be so considerate to perfect strangers! SOB! Moments like this make me want to hug the whole world and remind it how great it is.

Yes to the haircut connection one. I LOVE getting my scalp scrubbed, massaged, rinsed with warm water at the salon. I am always so reluctant to get up after that mini caress at the washbowl.

The hairdresser one. Still remember the time a beautiful, twenty-something hair guy finished cutting my hair and started running his hands through it to fluff it out. He was frowning and focusing on the cut so thankfully didn’t notice I had the OMG face on. :-D

A French bulldog in a crosswalk yesterday was barking its face off at a distant Labrador and had one of those amazing barks that sounds like a middle-aged man from Long Island going HUMMANA-HUMMANA!, and a little boy on the corner in a plastic fireman’s hat said “What the HECK?!” just as I burst out laughing. I love an ephemeral team.

I adore Ruth , and sniffing my dog’s armpit. Could you link to her store again where she sells prints?

Love this! especially the child breathing in your face one, lol. The one about locking eyes with someone when you eat reminded me of a favorite thing my dogs do: When I give them an unexpected treat, like a piece of cheese while I’m cooking, they each take it and then look at each other while they eat, like, “Did you get one, too?!” Makes my heart swell every time.