Magical potential

And then there was day 678... drum roll please.....

Day 678 and counting.
   Should there be a marching band or a parade on day 678? What about a party, celebrating with all my friends and family?  A national holiday?  No such thing.  Today I bought a new microwave, ours went kaput.  My hubby turns 50 and my dog tried to eat a baby bunny.  The sun is shinning.  I got my office caught up.  I gathered pine cones in my back yard so I could mow.  And now where is the band??

   Day 678 is special and completely ordinary.  What makes a day special and why do I think any day could be ordinary?  Do you ever feel like you have it- you know the answer to all your questions- you are on fire?  And then the very next day or minute or even second that feeling has escaped you and you are back to looking around wondering.

  It guess it is life,  Day 1- Day 678- Day 1000 they are all special and they are all ordinary.  Each day is made up of 1,440 minutes.  Do they all have to be earth shattering?  Isn't the best minutes the ones that sneak up on you.  You walk around the corner and the sunset makes you pause in awe?  Those are the minutes that bring your breath to a halt and then fill you will wonder.  The whole day was mundane- whatever that means- but that one second- spectacular.

And that is why we should celebrate each day.  Not because there is a huge party but because each minute has magical potential.  Our expectations get in the way of magical moments.

Wishing you a good journey,
         Dneise