My cup runneth over... literally...
The other day I paid the lounge a visit and plopped down in my favorite spot awaiting the arrival of my hot cocoa. It was a rather ordinary day and I was going about my usual routine until something slightly magical entered the mix. Now mind you, you must be magically bent to catch the wee bits of Fairy dust that tend to sprinkle their way into otherwise ordinary moments. Remember, there are no ordinary moments, as Dan Millman once said. These magical moments are happening all the time, but most of us take them for granted... too wrapped up in our melodrama... the magic eludes us.
Maybe it is because I have been in a funk for months now with life seeming so worn and gray that I was able to capture this little pocket of light and hold tight to it. In the mundane I found hope. I tended the first flickers of optimism like the last flame of a fire on a cold winter's night. What is this magic I speak of?
It came into my field of awareness in a rather simple way (it often does), free of frills or embellishment. It would have been easy to miss, but my spidey-senses picked it up. As my cocoa was brought to me, it was on the verge of spilling over... filled to the brim. The lovely Goddess who prepared it for me apologized profusely telling me she always seems to fill the cup too full. I was warned that an urgent sip would be required to prevent overflowing. I was all too happy to oblige as I said, "Hey, I always welcome abundance!" The woman next to me responded, "Blessed Be!" And there, my friends, was the magic. The incantation had been spoken... so mote it be.
You see, in that instant, I issued an invitation. I placed my order with the Universe and stated rather clearly that I was open to receiving. This is how the cauldron is stirred. In these seemingly mundane moments, magic happens. If you are waiting for the bells and whistles, the opportunity to be a co-creator with the Divine will pass you by. Once in a blue moon you do get the big fanfare... it's true... but most of the time, pure magic is found in the tiniest of details. This was such a time. Remember...
Thoughts are things and carry the weight of responsibility.
I opened a gateway in my consciousness and from this moment forward my cup runneth over. The abundance greeted me a second time before I even stepped foot out of Milk & Honey. The same lovely lady who filled my cup so full earlier informed me that she was going to give me another cocoa on the house because she still had some leftover lavender and milk. Why let it go to waste? I couldn't have agreed more. I gladly accepted the offering as I said a silent prayer of gratitude to the Goddess for the abundance She was showering upon me.
My evening continued on like this. Instead of having to trudge up the hill on one of the most frigidly cold nights we've seen in a spell, I was offered a ride. I felt the gratitude swell within my heart. Such simple things... things most take for granted... were suddenly imbued with an otherworldly tone as if the entire Universe was conspiring to bless me. I felt my faith return. That faith was validated later that evening when my neighbor knocked on my door and gave me a gift of grapefruit-melon Italian shower cream as she said something about "wanting to spread good karma."
I went to bed with a warm feeling in the center of my chest... a place that had felt so cold and vacant for months now. Could it be the magic was returning? With thoughts of blessing dancing in my head I drifted blissfully into slumber.
As of tonight I can answer this inquiry with a resounding "Yes!" As I relaxed on my couch opportunity came knocking once again. The rapping on my door took me by surprise. I was not expecting any visitors. I swung the door open to see my friend Doug standing there, beaming. "I've brought you offerings and treats", he said.
My evening continued on like this. Instead of having to trudge up the hill on one of the most frigidly cold nights we've seen in a spell, I was offered a ride. I felt the gratitude swell within my heart. Such simple things... things most take for granted... were suddenly imbued with an otherworldly tone as if the entire Universe was conspiring to bless me. I felt my faith return. That faith was validated later that evening when my neighbor knocked on my door and gave me a gift of grapefruit-melon Italian shower cream as she said something about "wanting to spread good karma."
I went to bed with a warm feeling in the center of my chest... a place that had felt so cold and vacant for months now. Could it be the magic was returning? With thoughts of blessing dancing in my head I drifted blissfully into slumber.
As of tonight I can answer this inquiry with a resounding "Yes!" As I relaxed on my couch opportunity came knocking once again. The rapping on my door took me by surprise. I was not expecting any visitors. I swung the door open to see my friend Doug standing there, beaming. "I've brought you offerings and treats", he said.
I have not seen Doug since my marriage fell apart. He has known my husband since they were little kids so it didn't shock me when he fell away. I figured his loyalty would lie with my ex. It did sadden me though because over the past 13 years, Doug and I had become close friends. I'd missed his presence greatly over these difficult months. I invited him in and he gave me a big bear hug.
He unloaded the grocery bag that he brought with him, its contents revealing it to be somewhat of a care package...
Fresh hot chicken soup from Whole Foods with oyster crackers, a six pack of ginger beer, organic apple juice, gourmet sugar cookies from a local bakery, chocolate-dipped ice cream bars, and a box of Girl Scout Tagalongs.
It was so thoughtful, unexpected, and generous of him. I felt filled with gratitude. I could feel a surge of abundance permeating my every pore. His kindness literally brought tears to my eyes.
Earlier in the day I had pulled a card from one of my oracle decks. It read...
He unloaded the grocery bag that he brought with him, its contents revealing it to be somewhat of a care package...
Fresh hot chicken soup from Whole Foods with oyster crackers, a six pack of ginger beer, organic apple juice, gourmet sugar cookies from a local bakery, chocolate-dipped ice cream bars, and a box of Girl Scout Tagalongs.
It was so thoughtful, unexpected, and generous of him. I felt filled with gratitude. I could feel a surge of abundance permeating my every pore. His kindness literally brought tears to my eyes.
Earlier in the day I had pulled a card from one of my oracle decks. It read...
~Helpful Person~
"Someone wants to help you. Think of whom that might be, and initiate contact."
Doug picked the card up from my altar, looked at me and smiled saying, "Looks like your reading came true."
I now know that these are not random experiences, but a chain of events set into motion by a shift in my consciousness. Life will always make good on my requests. If I focus on lack, then I will always be lacking. If I'm constantly ruminating on what's missing, I will miss what's there. Everything my eyes see will seem vacant and void. Now my eyes see clearly the beauty all around me and it is so. Expressing gratitude in anticipation of needs fulfilled, everything needed is showing up for me. All I have to do is receive.
Being empty is not a bad thing. It is the birth of all potentiality. Anything is possible from a space of emptiness. That space of nothingness creates openness, welcoming in possibility and blessing. Yes, magic is afoot. Dare I say, it's time for a new adventure. Let the Magical Mystery Tour begin!
I now know that these are not random experiences, but a chain of events set into motion by a shift in my consciousness. Life will always make good on my requests. If I focus on lack, then I will always be lacking. If I'm constantly ruminating on what's missing, I will miss what's there. Everything my eyes see will seem vacant and void. Now my eyes see clearly the beauty all around me and it is so. Expressing gratitude in anticipation of needs fulfilled, everything needed is showing up for me. All I have to do is receive.
Being empty is not a bad thing. It is the birth of all potentiality. Anything is possible from a space of emptiness. That space of nothingness creates openness, welcoming in possibility and blessing. Yes, magic is afoot. Dare I say, it's time for a new adventure. Let the Magical Mystery Tour begin!
