Once upon a time, almost thirty years ago, I supported myself and my two young daughters on cookies. I had invented a dynamite cookie when I was fifteen, and with the inspirational assistance of Maggie Smith’s zany performance in ‘Lettuce and Lovage’, I grew my one cookie flavor into seven, gave each a magical power that aligned with one of the seven chakras and created magic all over Charleston, South Carolina. This was before most Americans knew what chakras were, but with my impassioned enthusiasm, no one questioned me or the cookies. The cookies provided food and shelter for the three of us for two years, and I could have donned the cookie queen crown, as Mrs. Field had not yet appeared, but I shifted gears into another profession, and the cookies went into a cocoon. I was an artiste at heart, not a businesswoman.
Newly into my present chapter I was thunderstruck with the idea of resurrecting my cookies and so we manifested borrowed kitchens all over LA. After two and a half years of jumping through hoops, the cookies got on to Whole Foods’ shelves. Now, the challenge, and we pray the miracle and inspiration for every without roof human being is, how to be pioneers and break the old saying ‘One needs to have money to make money!’
At the moment, we are staring at the chasm that stands between here and there. Our intention is to crack this egg wide open and create work and income and hope hope hope for others who live on our mountain.
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