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Please, Enter, All, Circumstances, Excitedly

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Cheerleader Daddy. Being a Dad is one of the most important relationships and roles a man can be in!

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Saint Germain des Près

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Lincoln Financial Field, Lincoln Financial Field Way, Philadelphia, PA

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Lincoln Financial Field, Lincoln Financial Field Way, Philadelphia, PA

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Lincoln Financial Field, Lincoln Financial Field Way, Philadelphia, PA

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At the FIFA Club World Cup, we shared and left peace wishes for others to find—quiet tokens of connection in a sea of energy and excitement. Along the way, we met Ben, a friendly and welcoming staff member whose spirit immediately stood out. As it turns out, Ben is an advocate for autism awareness (www.benergy1.com), and one of us even recognized him from a talk he gave at a local school. He graciously accepted our peace wish and shared a bit of his journey with us. It was one of those unexpected moments of connection that stays with you—where kindness meets purpose, and peace passes both ways.

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We visited one of the Little Free Libraries (littlefreelibrary.org) — the kind that looks like a tiny house in the community, filled with stories waiting to be shared. This time, we didn’t just leave books. We tucked peace wishes inside as bookmarks—quiet messages in-between the pages, waiting for the right reader to find them. It felt like a small way to extend what these libraries already do: share something meaningful, freely, with no expectation. I hope that someone, somewhere, might open a book and feel seen, comforted… maybe even a little more connected. Peace, like stories, travels far when it’s passed from hand to hand.

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110 Town Square Pl, King of Prussia, PA 19406

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110 Town Square Pl, King of Prussia, PA 19406

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110 Town Square Pl, King of Prussia, PA 19406

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In a quiet corner of a coffee shop, a man sat tucked behind his laptop, headphones on, completely in his own world. As we walked by, we gently placed a folded peace wish beside him—no words, just a quiet offering. It was a fleeting exchange, but meaningful. It made me think that even in solitude, we’re not alone—and that peace can reach people, even when it’s whispered rather than spoken.

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155 Village Drive suite 100, King of Prussia, PA 19406

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155 Village Drive, King of Prussia, PA 19406

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155 Village Drive, King of Prussia, PA 19406

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We left a few peace wishes tucked near benches and planters—little notes for whoever might need them. Around us, people were eating lunch, kids were laughing and chasing each other, and a group had gathered for yoga in the center of the square. It felt like one of those perfect in-between moments—simple, alive, and full of quiet joy. We sat with ice cream cones in hand (vanilla with fudge swirl!), letting the afternoon settle in. No fanfare, just a peaceful feeling shared in a space already humming with connection. Today, peace looked like a folded note, a swirl of ice cream, and a summer breeze weaving through the everyday.

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227 South 18th Street, Philadelphia, PA 19103

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227 South 18th Street, Philadelphia, PA 19103

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227 South 18th Street, Philadelphia, PA 19103

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On a warm summer night in Philadelphia, we met a man sitting outside at the French bistro, Parc, people-watching with an easy calm. He smiled, and we struck up a conversation. He told us he was a photographer and as he spoke about his work, it seemed magical that he was in the business of capturing moments and memories for people. There was an instant sense of ease—no rush, just a kind, friendly connection between strangers. We offered him a small wish of peace, not expecting much—just a gentle gesture. Sometimes peace shows up not in grand gestures, but in small shared moments like this—under string lights, on a busy sidewalk, with the city humming around us.

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We quietly handed out small wishes of peace to some people at Wawa — just simple notes meant to brighten someone’s day. Most people smiled, some paused, and one woman, in particular, stood out. She had such a gentle presence, the kind that makes you feel at ease without a word. After reading the note, she thanked us and seemed very happy. It wasn’t just her words—it was the warmth behind her words and her smile. For a moment, in the middle of a busy store, it felt like peace was truly shared and received. And that made all the difference.