Some days just don’t go as planned. One thing goes awry and then another and another, eventually things snowball farther and farther from the desired destination. Soon, it all seems out of my control and nothing works the way I want it to.
Sometimes, on days like this, I’m able to relinquish my attempts to get things going my way and relax into the way they are unfolding.
On those days, I often get shown how the magic appears when I stop trying so hard and allow myself to be lead to where I’m meant to be.
Today was one of those days. I found myself hanging out with a heron by the creek, enjoying several moments of wonderment. It’s my hope that the next time everything falls apart that I’ll remember this and pivot, allowing things to fall into place in a much more delightful way than I could have arranged with my best efforts.
Here’s a bonus clip of a goose argument for anyone who scrolled down far enough.
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