Wednesday, August 29, 2012
To PIF Or To RAK...
I have noticed a wonderful trend, over the years, among our many amazing and generous bloggie friends to bestow upon others the gift of a PIF (Pay It Forward) or a RAK (Random Act of Kindness) and I have always adored this tradition, and have even been the lucky recipient of such a treat, and I might have sent one here or there as well.
I suppose the question that sits upon my mind, like a bee in Ma's bonnet is this, how do you decide whether to bestow a gift as a PIF, which often asks that the recipient then PIF another or as a RAK, with nothing more for the recipient to do than enjoy the treats.
I do notice that most of the sweet friends who chose PIFs do so as an unspoken exchange circle sign up, so that those who receive do so by choice and not by chance and therefor are ready to pay it forward to another. I love this idea and know how truly awesome it is to be able to share our stitching love, personally, with one another.
Now, a RAK sounds like a lot of fun to me, as you can chose anyone you want, and they have no idea of what's coming until they open the mailbox! I adore finding a surprise in the daily pile of junk and bills. However, to do this you must know the recipient's address and without already knowing this bit of information, "it aint gonna be no surprise, duh!"
So, the real question that I pose to you, dear friend, is this...If I were to itch to stitch up some PIFs and perhaps add a few treats from this stash of mine, to send hither and yon, would you want to join me in a PIF circle?
Or, perhaps if I decided to just RAK ya, would you be a bit "creeped out" if I randomly asked for your address?
Me thinks, that I may have some thinking and stitching, and perhaps a bit of some rifling through my stash to do before I begin the real fun of sharing the RAK or PIF love with ya'll.
Thanks for visiting, dear friend, on this fine sunny, blue sky morning, and indulging Ma in a bit of ferhoodled foolishness...and I send you on your way with thoughts for sunshine and blue skies of your own, and a stitch or two along the day.