I’m not a consistent blogger, though hope to change that somewhat and chronicle what I call Ordinary Miracles. Ordinary means commonplace, standard and “normal”. How often do amazing things happen in our life that we overlook as something really special? When we allow ourselves to really notice the moments in our daily lives, are in the present and Say Yes to Love (wink), we find that miracles are quite commonplace and happening all the time. And why shouldn’t they be? Why shouldn’t our lives be “that normal”?
I can’t think of a reason why not…
Today was a tough day for me. I was overwhelmed with financial issues, house issues and I’ll tell you, when thrown into the world of financial juggling, I can feel like I’m circling the drain.
Backstory: Self-employed ups and downs, feast or famine, you get the picture. Homeowner of a fixer upper house and way too large yard. It is overwhelming to take care of everything that needs attention.
Plot: Front yard (larger than my house) became very overrun with weeds. I mean so much so that when I’m out there weeding, you don’t even see me because those nasty things are that tall… How did it get that bad? Drought, then no drought and lots of rain, enormously busy with projects inside, and rarely using the front entrance so “out of sight, out of mind”. Some folks (not the nice ones) left me a note complaining about it, so after some of the interior stuff calmed down, it was time to call for help on the front.
This was an ordinary miracle too actually. A few garden people were supposed to come by and give me a quote for clean up but only one actually showed up, and they were the perfect team. A man, wife and sister who were a delight to work with. The four of us spent a couple of days working it and made a huge difference, yay! There’s more to go but progress is definitely happening. I’ve worked with other yard folks before and none have ever been as enjoyable as these lovely people. Thank you Divine Love!
Today’s Ordinary Miracle: Yard debris pickup is on Thursdays. My two cans were filled to overflowing, with many more piles to go. After they got emptied, a neighbor helped fill them again with more weed piles, which was wonderful, yet there was waaay more to go.
After such a challenging day, I came home to find a voice mail from my neighbor across the street telling me they had forgotten to put out one of their debris cans and called the City asking if it could possibly be picked up during another neighborhood run and they said yes, SO, when they arrived my neighbor also asked them if they would kindly empty my newly filled cans too, and they did!!! They came into my yard, and wheeled them down to the street and emptied them. SO NICE! Now my cans are ready for more weed piles and we might just be able to eliminate what was the largest pile! Superb!
Now, this might not seem like much to you, but it is to me. It’s one less worry, one less heavy load, and such beautiful human kindness shining through.
1. from my neighbor,
2. from the yard debris pickup folks.
This was definitely the bright spot of my day and I am very thankful for it and thankful to be reminded to keep my mind in that place of hope and possibility.
Let’s not stray into the dark and murky waters of defeat and hopelessness. Think on all that is lovely, good, and uplifting because that is Love at work. Love is always at work on our behalf. Find Love, trust Love, and know that no matter what, our future is bright.
If you’ve read this far, thanks much for letting me share my thoughts with you. I send you wishes for a very beautiful day.
xo