I have been fortunate to have found two Ben's Bells within 10 years. The first time, I was a student, with a 6 year-old daughter and a lot of stress...lack of money, loads of course work, constantly rushing around. I was leaving home one morning, feeling down. I put my daughter in the car, adjusted my rear-view mirror to back down the driveway to my small cinder block duplex. It was a chilly winter morning in Tucson, AZ. I glanced in the mirror, and noticed something uncharacteristically colorful on a small tree in the little desert lot, across the street from my home. "What is it Mama?" my daughter Sacha asked, as I swung in next to the desert and parked in the street. I gingerly reached through the thorny branches, and there it was: A purple hand, with a heart at the center. I read the message "This bell is for you, as a reminder to spread kindness..." My little girl was very impressed with it, so we hung it in the car side window as I drove her to school. Later that year, I hung it in my classroom. As a new teacher, I was now invested in teaching kindness, but I had always tried to be kind, even during the worst moments. Flash forward, my daughter is now 15. We've had our share of disagreements. One day, so I wouldn't lose my cool around her and her friends, I left the house to walk along the Rillito River- walk, to reflect and "chill out". It was just this past April, I found my second bell in a young mesquite tree in the little park by the river. I was sitting, kind of meditating on my life now, feeling a little down and spent. And there it was. Just six feet away from where I was sitting. This one has a dove, and is blue/green. They always seem to show up right when I need the reminder most--be strong, be kind. I miss those days when we (my daughter and I) used to go to the Geronimo Center and make bell parts, painting and having fun. But now, I get to share the awesomeness of the Ben's Bells, and the message of kindness they bring, with my students.