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I want this company to be more than just wax melts—it’s about creating warmth, connection, and impact. My goal is to build a business that not only provides people with comforting scents, but also gives back to the community, supporting causes that matter.
Below the form are poems, speeches and other writings that inspire me to help others.
I envision this company hosting community picnics, as a community signing up for events at feed my starving children, and hosting craft days where we make tie blankets for kids in foster care.
Poems, speeches and other writings
“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.””
“No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.”
“My grandmother who poured so much into us because my mother and father as I would often share would have to get up so early in the morning and go off to work they would load us up in the car and take us over to my Grandmama’s house where we would sleep just a little bit longer and my grandmother would often have a ritual there was a two-step ritual the first phase of that is this she’d grab her bottle of olive oil sometimes cooking oil whatever the shiniest oil was as she can get her hands on and she will build across across my forehead it was her way of sending us out into the day with a blessing that no harm will come our way and then she would have this refrain what she would say boy go to school mind your teachers gets your lesson and one day bring that education home she would say bring it home for your little brother and your little sister who don’t know what it is yet bring it home bring it home for that little boy down the street that you play with God knows where he’s gonna end up or get home she said bring it home for your mama and for your daddy who get out there every single day going to work on somebody else’s job in order to keep a roof over your head and clothes on your back and food on the table bring it home.”