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Mountains of Kindness, Lufkin, TX (2026)

10/08/2026

'I think everything in life is art.
What you do.
How you dress.
The way you love someone, and how you talk.
Your smile and your personality.
What you believe in, and all your dreams.
The way you drink your tea, How you decorate your home.
Or party, Your grocery list.
The food you make.
How your writing looks. And the way you feel Life is art."
-Helena Bonham Carter

My life has become a testament to the art of my soul.
A grounding awakening of the beauty within.
Eyes, wide of wonder, at the allurements which surround me.
An exalted assuredness of the purpose of creation.
And the divine ripple effects thereof.

As a celebration of this corner of earth I lay claim to, my path has found me blissfully creating prism chandeliers.
Cloaked in peace and safety, I am home, and Home is the most wonderful inspiration an artist could ever dream to hope for.
For, there is no art like the art that springs from the well of humanity which resides in my own beating heart.
And, for me, there is absolutely no joy in this world like that of true giving.
Giving is sacred

Of the many chandeliers I've been creating, all, I have given away.

The 'selling' of art is a thing that does not quite suit me, because how does one put a cost to the soul?
Because that's exactly what I do when I create, I leave small bits of perfect imperfections in my art- small slivers of my soul intertwined in each shard of crystal.

❤️Bare grass and skies, lizards and birds, cats and dogs, bees and butterflies- all are the harbingers of the wishes I put on the winds of The Universe for the ones I create for.
So much hope for the peace of my neighbor in each bead and prism thread.

Good s*t, y'all

These past weeks, i've been creating a chandelier for our shelter.
Light and beauty to celebrate the hero souls of our animal advocates.
Our shelter is tireless in the pursuit of harboring the unwanted, neglected, & abused into rescues.
Rescues spanning states.
Car pools.
Well certificate exams.
Exhaustive REWARDING purpose.

Our shelter has helped Cal & I find rescues for 3 dogs we have fostered, as well as for numerous cats.

I am not a volunteer in the aspect of being around people.
But I am a volunteer in the art of my living.

Base material costs of making one sculpture prism piece is in the 77$ to 100ish$ range.
Shipping is a little precarious, but thus far, the 2 sculptures I have sent as gifts have made it safely to the recipient.

With shipping, I'm pricing each piece at 230$.
That'll be about 100$ profit to send to our shelter.
So that's the price of my soul y'all, one hundred bucks😂, but damn, I feel 100$ can help save the life of an animal, & that's well worth my sell out point

Cal set up an email for me (which I've used once & got confused 💀), but I feel my life can support new things.
And while new things are pretty damn uncomfortable to me, the reward for giving back is too great to let discomfort take my wheel.

*Takes me about a month to fully create the 'right' sculpture.

*If anyone would like to purchase a chandelier, my email will be in the comments.

*In your email, I will need bullet points of the person I will be creating for❤️.

Um, I'll check emails tonight
Socializing even via the anonymity of technology is a bit draining on my introverted, hermited autism.
But, I'll do my best❤️

Peace & Light & Umbuntu to all

09/30/2026

I'm a very namaste kumbaya kinda being.

Peace & love & light
Unless you're a mthrfckng bully, & then I will go toe to toe w your ugly ass energy.

I went all gangster this morning.
Dude 'accidentally' lets go of his dog's leash when he happens across our cat colony.
I fckng saw it today!!!!
He went around the house so I wouldn't see his bu****it shenanigans.
And the dog isn't the joyful, I wanna cuddle w cats type, he's going after them to attack.
One cat almost got hit by a car.

I chased the dog.
Told the dude I fckng saw what he did & to save his lame ass words of protestations, and if I ever see him or catch wind of him pulling this s**t again, we will have real FCKNG problems.

Don't fck w my cats

Um, all this happened in front of a dad & son who wait for the school bus in front of our feral's home.
I always tell the kid to have a good school day, w a few jokes.

After putting little man in his place, I gave my regards to the father & son, and said THAT IS HOW YOU HANDLE A BULLY.

~aside, Cal's been outta town for fancy white collar meetings, so I am unleashed.

Pun!

Ok. Regulating my breathing and ready to put some goodness out into The Universe.

We have a young man who needs help.
And I know this kid, he's a shining light.
Kid works as a waiter, & I swear to the heavens, he's the best damned waiter I've ever encountered.
Memorizes every order...no matter how off the wall.
Smiles in joy.
Remembers customers' names.
He is the absolute best at his work, and takes pride in a job well done.

Anyways, the kid's ankle has been fcked up for a while.
Braces
Crutches
Now surgery as I type this.

He's gonna be out for over a month for recuperation, and in a world that makes sense, this young man would get paid during his rehabilitation.
But, we all know the world can be brutal & harsh.
Missed work means bills unpaid, possible homelessness.
I know this young man's story is not secular to his suffering, for there are many navigating these same kinds of hardships, but for me, on my watch, I must do all I can for this young man to lessen the terrible stress of his suffering.

If anyone has a few extra dollars, I'd love for us to surprise this kid w some money when he comes outta anesthesia.
My son is at the hospital with him today, and Cal & I sent a little money for special food after surgery, but damn, it'd be really cool to starfish this kid together

'I had a choice: I could either let the darkness of the world swallow me, or I could do what one could to help make the world a little bit brighter'
—Haruki Murakami

I'm not gonna let fckhead dudes who bully cats ruin my state of being today.
I'm going to turn my eyes to helping a neighbor.
And this choice i give words to will illuminate my today.
And the ripple effects of that light shall shine ♾️

Donation links in comments
When we all come together, we are the hope that lightens the world.
Mountains of Kindness, Rivers of Change

Ps.
Picture of a flying pig, cuz I think she turned out cool as fck.

Peace & light, to all (w a few fck off exceptions)

09/25/2026

S**t, y'all

anyone who truly knows me *handful since I've been reborn in safety w Cal*, knows I'm not a punching, kicking person.

Blood is not my jam.
Social Justice is.

Anyways, MMA has helped save my kid.
He's EMT right now.
Almost a firefighter- promising applications sent.
And he's young at 19.
But his soul is of ancient wisdom- cam & tortoises have met in past lives, I'm sure.

Anyways, this MMA thing that has helped him battle through the horrors of his bio-evil-'father' is coming to big time fruition.

My kid is good
He's selling shirts
This is the link

~aside, I don't believe in no kinda curb stomping unless it's verbal on behalf of human dignity♾️

Ps
Cal, put shirt link up

09/25/2026

Y'all 🥰

Our little Inca Dove we saved made a showing tonight!
She's at the tippy top of the fountain❤️

When we pay heed, The Universe gifts us moments of divine beauty.

Inca Doves+Cal+frozen peaches&rum=magic✨

Salud🥂🌈🦄🪄

09/23/2026

'There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth.'
~Friedrich Nietzsche

Every hardship encountered
Every storm weathered
Every despair grieved

All we endure creates this wealth of individual empathy, an empathy that has the infinite potential to build heavens in our unique Corners of Earth.
'Empathy is the lipstick of Humanity'
~miranda dolder

fire red is my shade💄

Anyways, we have a little family who needs a little beauty as they hurtle through life's struggles.
I'm copy & pasting M's message below:

'Miranda!! I was just curious if it's still appropriate to reach out for help, even though I have a job? 😅 My little family and I are having a really hard time getting ahead. Every check is gone immediately, we are really struggling and having to skip some things that we need to make sure that our children and three dogs are taken care of... our electric bill is due for disconnection and the anxiety is a lot right now.
Any help at all would be amazing'

I got to know M a little when we helped her a few years ago.
-thank you, Monthly Donation Folks, yall have enabled Mountains to help people without my long winded, one thumb texted, donation ramblings.
My thumb thanks you😭

Anyways, we had helped M when she was in between jobs, and once she got back on her feet, M would consistently donate 2.50$ to every Mountains fundraiser.
M's soul is of such light and goodness, and i know she's going through some dark times right now due to a financial emergency a few months back, but it's vital that she recognizes the divine beauty of her existence.
The Art of her Now.
But, it's so easy to lose sight of our beauty of self, when the stress of our now colors our lives in the muted drudgery of bleakness.
M desperately needs some fire engine red in her life, & that's us❤️
Let's raise some funds for her electric bill, with hopefully a little extra for dog food.
Donation links in comments
When we all come together, we fckng slay!
Mountains of Kindness, Rivers of Change

Ps. Here's a picture of Rex.
Rex is autistic like me and eschews physical touch.
Hug or lose a toe?
Rex would choose toe decapitation errytime.

isn't he adorable🥰

09/14/2026

I believe The Universe sends us gifts❤️- soul affirmation riches of divine purpose.
The only caveat, one must be still to recognize when such a treasure unfolds.

And being still in mind & body is such a rarity in this world of external chaos.
Mindful Stillness is a good strive to attain, I'm thinkin.

Anyways, I wanna share one such gift I was lucky enough to receive,
this very morning.
But before the climax, I need to set up the foreplay

I love birds *I just sounded so autisticy in my head, and I'm here for it*

Ahem.
I Love Birds.
They are tattooed in all the colors of the rainbow on my body.
The bluebird
The cardinal
The raven
The oriole

We've had Mississippi Kites that summer in the trees here- their glide a solace to my nervous system
They have since begun their journey to South America, and I live in excited anticipation for their joyous return in April.
April, the month of my birth, and the month our Kites return.
What a wonderful birthday gift.

We have a lovely Inca Dove who drinks from the tippy top of our backyard fountain- the water fresh and clean with cascading moats to deter our dragon cats.
Cal and I have spent many an early evening watching over our little dove.
She is loved.

Cal's career keeps him incredibly engrossed with many meetings with teams scattered across the globe.
His days are intense yet rewarding, and I always hear the goodness of leadership should I happen past Cal's office during my days.
There's joy there, and integrity and respect.
I love the sounds of Cal's office🥰
And though the work is tsunami overwhelming, I see the satisfaction of Cal surfing the towering waves of his meaningful work.
Eyes alight.
Beautiful mouth, smiling.
He is loved.
And he reciprocates that care to those in (& outside) his nucleus.

I am so very grateful for Cal's fancy career.
As a kid of $ trauma, there is such grounded safety in having enough to live on, with a little extra to help others.
What an incredibly fortunate woman I am.

Anyways, with the work week being so fervid, our weekends are of respite & fun.
We speak of our gratitudes for the week of our past, and speak our intentions for our coming week.
A wondrous mindfulness infuses our weekends, grounding our souls with intrinsic reminders to be present in each moment of our today and upcoming tomorrows.

Yesterday, I spoke to Cal of recording the sounds of the birds as I garden & outdoor yoga.
~there's this Merlin bird app that I had Cal step by step reintroduce me to (cuz technology is hard, y'all, and I forget🫠).
With the goal of ending our days marveling at the birds who serenaded my day- how fckng adorable is that?

Today, instead of putting my headphones on to garden toil, I simply put my phone beside me, & pressed the app to record.
I quickly forgot my phone beneath a garden table, but my ears were attuned to the songs of the birds.

And this is the part when The Universe sent Cal & I our Soul Affirmation gifts.

Since I was aware and present in the lovely sounds around me, I noticed a disturbance in the melody of song.
The frantic beating of wings.
I looked up from my garden tendings and saw a small dove trapped in our neighbor's garage- desperately throwing her tiny body against the window in her frantic attempt of escape.

Our neighbors are out of town, and of course, cal has their number & keeps watch over their home as they are away, so I scooped up Rex, my gardening companion who is murderous enuff to embarrass himself in trying to catch a bird, & ran into the house.
Cal was in a call, but he saw the stricken look on my face and quickly ended the meeting.

He messaged our neighbor, gaining access to the garage, and our little dove was released.

As she took flight, cal looked at me and said 'Miranda. That's our Inca Dove. The reason we didn't see her yesterday was because she was trapped'

And as I gathered my phone and the jars of flowers I was in the midst of cutting- one for Cal's office, another as a birthday gift, I remembered to press the 'stop record' button.
~cal cautioned me to always remember to stop the recording~
and, as I pressed the stop button, I saw the last bird song recorded, that of our Inca Dove as she flew into the skies.
And I cried

Thank you, Universe.
Thank you for gifting me with this life.
A life of stillness and goodness.

And this is my wish for humanity...that each one of us may know a stillness where we are able to recognize the gifts our Universe sends to each and every one of us.
A moment of peaceful recognition amidst the chaos of our storms.

Namaste & Light to all❤️

Ps. These are Cal's office flowers!!!
Pickle jars have never felt so pretty.

Pss. Another gratitude real quick.
I'm so glad I didn't have to break a window and go to jail for...breaking a window.
Oooo, and cutting myself on said broken window!
And bleeding out!
That woulda been a very different story.
Grateful that didn't happen🫣

08/28/2026

my phone is on silent all the day.
days can drift by without me ever checking the screen.
emails are in the unread thousands, as are my text messages.

I am present in my now
I am present in my corner of earth
I am present in the divinity of my soul's healing.

I went through a fck ton of s*t to get here, to my Now.
And I absolutely would not change one horrific trauma of my journey, for She has shaped me into this being of infinite gratitude, and has afforded me treasures that are priceless in the eyes of...me, my true self.

and my true self is loved
And loves back, fiercely and wholeheartedly
And I love me, my true self
I trust her
She is good

My journey, She has landed me here, with a soulmate who sends me pictures of prismatic butterflies.
Art to my soul.

My journey has afforded my feet to be bare.
And as I look at my feet, bathed in the holiness of earth- dirt from the flower gardens i tend nestled between my toes, I realize these mortal size 10.5 feet are baptized in the dirt of my safety.

A safety that allows me to hold court with butterflies and bees, green garden spiders and earth worms, cats and happy teenagers, and my wonderful, magical Cal.

So, I tell my feet thank you❤️
Thank you for going forward when I longed to leave this earth.
Thank you for getting out of bed during those years of terrible badness.
Thank you for carrying me when I was too numb to navigate.
You have carried me through the abysses of hell, and now, now we are finally Home.
And what a Home she is❤️

Home- nestled betwixt neighbors who bring by garden tools when they see me struggling to unearth stubborn weeds.
Neighbors who help care for each other, and the animals of our neighborhood.
The possum
The raccoon
The homeless cat
The wild, terrified dog.

My feet know Home
And Home is so very good❤️
And my wish unto The Universe is that we keep each other safe until Home is found for all.

Namaste & Light

Ps. My foot also has a s*x wound!
Which is super cool.
Even though my 16 yr old romance reading self wouldn't understand the position of how I got such a wound, it'd be real fun to try to explain it to her.

also, this is the latest butterfly pic Cal sent me this morning 🥰
Magic, you are alive & well, and I get to make s*x wounds w you.
Be still my heart

08/03/2026

we have a beautiful grandma who is a member of our End of Month families.

Mrs C is raising five grandchildren.
The baby will be attending kindergarten, and her eldest begins his sophomore year.

The other week I had the honor to speak to each of the grandkids.

For me, I want to build every one up.
I want these kids to know their worth.
I want them to go out into the world w heads held high and hearts full.
And as I was high fiving the little boy going into 3rd grade, I took note of his frayed clothing.
I noticed our kindergartener was clutching a much loved, tattered doll that we brought two Christmases ago❤️.
And as I gazed at these children, loved and held together by the strength of their weary warrior grandma, I felt a kindredness of soul understanding.

Back to school time is expensive.
As a child, we had garage sales to try to afford clothing.
I remember being made fun of for my Payless shoes and wishing I could have Keds like the cool kids.
While I was grateful for shoes, I was taught to be ashamed of my poverty.
A lesson without merit or truth.

I want these children to know their worth is not in the wealth of the pocket, but in the character of soul.
Their grandma is of infinite treasure, as are each of them.

James Baldwin says 'the children are always ours, every single one of them.'

I write this because I want to take the burden of school clothes & shoes off the shoulders of this grandma.
I write this so our sophomore kid can have a pair of Nikes.
I write this so our shining kindergartener can pick out sparkly princess shoes.
And our third grader can choose his own clothes, not the second hand ones at our End of Month lines.
Um, I forgot the grades of the other two girls, but their faces are emblazoned in my heart.

I get overstimulated af when I leave my home, and my basic function of using a phone goes out the window of mind.
Thank you to my friend Kim who helped me get Mrs C's number into my phone contacts 💀
I am my own struggle of technology and anxiety 😭.

Anyways, I was telling Mrs C a bit about Mountains, and how we would be honored to help w the costs of school necessities.
She started crying.
And then she surprised me.

She told me that she takes her grandchildren by my home to look at her beauty every week.
She knows I live there, cuz one day while they were marveling at Home's beauty, I was outside.
And I waved and smiled at them.
She told me how special that made her and her grandkids feel.
And then I started fckng crying, for I was struck by the wonder of The Universe.

I remember when I was a little kid, in the backseat of a rattling decrepit car, a lady in a pretty home waved at me.
She saw me, and I was worth her wave.
And for that brief moment, I came alive, because I felt seen.

That's why I wave.
That's why I have our 🌈 flag on Home's wall.
I do these simple things so people can feel seen.
To be seen impacted my 8 year old heart those many, many years ago.
And that's the reason why I am here, in this community, a community who helps see with me🥰.
And a community who sees me❤️

that's some good, full circle s**t right there, folks.

Donation links in comments
When we all come together, we complete the circle.
Mountains of Kindness
Rivers of Change
Ubuntu

Ps.
Enjoy Cal's latest wood art.
Dude sure loves his wood.
As do I🥳🥰😂

07/17/2026

I have a favorite needle I use when I make my dresses less elasticy.

You see, for me, elastic can be baby- bear-just-right
or
STRANGLE MY SOUL UNCOMFORTABLE HELL

These are my moments when I don't have to ask myself 'is this my autism?'.

Yes. Miranda. This is most definitely your spectrum, & gods help the world should you ever lose your favorite needle 💀