A sprinking of stardust?

Have you ever have one of those days …where at the end of it all ….an ordinary day just felt …magical?  Like there was a sprinkling of stardust?

I experienced one recently.  It was just a random day.

There was no plan afoot…as is the case with the best things.  It just simply unfolded.   I am not even sure whether I woke up with the aid of an alarm or not, but on this morning, my eyes opened earlier than usual.  And I did not roll over and snooze as is my norm.

Whether I intended to wake up early or not is not even the issue, because short of catching a plane or meeting people, my intending to get up early does not always result in the execution of the intention.

For some reason, on this random Tuesday, I got out of bed.   Headed downstairs ….got some fruit….pineapple.  I love pineapple.  I love the tart and sweet burst of flavours. I grabbed my journal, some water and sat down in my cozy corner and …well…wrote.  And thought about stuff.

I took the time to have breakfast...seated.  With coffee, and juice.  Not standing in the kitchen, or while I multi-tasked.  

Eventually, I jumped in the shower.  Of late I had been doing a ‘let’s see how long you can stand the cold water’…and the result is not very long.  I am a hot water type of girl woman.  Anyways, I digress,…mid-shower, I stopped reviewing and adding to my mental to do list and was just present…to the scent of the peppermint body wash, the brisk and tingling sensation of it on my skin, as well as the feel of the the very much neither warm nor hot water cascading from the shower head above me.  And, it felt …great?  Okay.not awful.

Shower finished, I consciously made a number of decisions…Body oil, not lotion.  Sexy underwear not whatever my hand grabbed, or whatever was necessary for the outfit.  And I chose clothes for the way I desired to feel instead of hauling on whatever was the appropriate clothing choice for the day because…well it is frowned upon to walk around naked.  Smile.  

Dressed, I then stepped into my day.  And the day that unfolded for me was …ahhhhmazing.

I felt incredible. I looked okay.  I mean, I am usually more or less happy with the way I look…but it (how I look) is not something I dwell on.   My mom always took time and care in putting herself together.  So much so, for the most part, I am extremely efficient at getting dressed.  Sure there are occasions where it is necessary to take a little time and care but invariably…the act of getting dressed is not a moment for me.  Sometimes, I can hear her voice in my head:  “Nicole-Anne stop hauling and pulling your clothes on,” or “Fix your collar.”  (On a completely different note, what I wouldn’t give to hear that now?)

A random Tuesday ended up becoming one of those days…where at the end of it all …it just felt magical.  The energy was different.  My energy was different.  My meetings and appointments went well.  I took myself to lunch and, myself and I had a wonderful time.  

Things were back to normal the next day, but I have been considering…wouldn’t more magical days be cool?  

This is our one beautiful life.  It is so easy to travel through the hours of each day not fully present to the beauty that is available.  Over the last few years, I have been trying to do a lot more of that.  I spend time appreciating all the moments and locking in memories, no matter how simple, whether it is time spent with my mom, hanging with friends, or watching the sun set.  But on this random Tuesday…it felt like I played a part in the creation of the vibe for the day that was.   And I liked it.

So here's to all of us creating more magical days.