The first week of 30 days of writing passed, and something I realized on these days, committing to writing every day, even if it was 5 min, is that it gave me room to notice more the small things that happen in my life, that signal a greater presence of magic like
say in her beautiful letter, and do them with more love and presence.I believe that the universe sends us messages all the time, and it’s up to us to be open to seeing them. Everything I felt interested in seeing, reading, or even downloading information from my intuition was about making the mundane, sacred.
Not every day, big things happen in our lives. Life doesn’t have extraordinary events every day because then it wouldn’t be extraordinary; life can be ordinary, but if we pay close attention, there is a lot of beauty in that, too. That is what this week has been for me. About the small things that caught my attention and what I do with great love and presence that add magic to my days.
I found a screenshot on my phone, that says that happiness requires time and effort like making a cup of coffee in the morning, is not the same putting in a coffee capsule and just drinking your coffee, as smelling your coffee beans, grinding the coffee, turn on the water boiler, pour the water and smell that coffee freshly made, sit with it, feel how it warms your hands, that time and effort we pour into it is what makes the mundane, sacred.
I also learned a new concept this week that I can’t wait to explore more: “Objects of Affection.” It means the objects in our spaces that we ‘interact with' that we love, appreciate, and feel served by.
Like the mugs we sip our coffee and tea, our special pen for journaling, the plants we care about with great love, or the painting you decided to put in your salon because it evokes peace and joy. Learning this concept has encouraged me to look around at how my home breaths and reflects me (and my partner) what things bring me joy, trigger inspiration, what parts of my home feel like a sanctuary, and what things I just need to declutter.
Now, here is the recap from this week's notes:
Day 01
I’m no longer in a rush. I made peace with time. I don’t want to live a life where I feel constantly out of time. I miss the little good things that make the big ones by fantasizing about them. I made peace with time because I want to be here, now, enjoying my time. Time doesn’t move through me; I move through time, and the future is made of nows. I made peace with time because I don’t have to have it all figured out. My mind says: why aren’t you there yet? My heart says: enjoy the ride.
Day 02
I woke up, opened my eyes, and through my window, a tree full of green. It felt like it was overnight, but internally and slowly, through winter, it was blooming, it’s just that now I can see it - the pause that accelerates the process.
Day 03
Having people in our lives who think differently from us is so important. We can hold multiple truths, and still feel understood and seen by them. Someone who listens to you and at the same time shows you a different way, hearing their perspective feels like going to a foreign country. There is something about the energy of the conversations we hold that leaves me with curiosity and excitement.
A Course in Miracles says that a miracle is a change in perception. Those friends are miracles.
Day 04
I'm very sensitive to beautiful things.
Like my purple socks matching my brown leopard print pants.
And the pink tree I saw this morning, in the middle of leafless trees.
The crisp air that enters in the morning as soon as I open the windows, along with a subtle pink light that reaches every corner of my salon.
The warm feeling in my hands when I hold a warm cup of tea in the morning.
Watching my plants grow.
The silence when I wake up, the world is sleeping, and in the background, I can hear birds singing.
The bouquet of purple flowers I saw this morning in the café I go to in the mornings and the natural wine label next to that gets my attention.
The beautiful sunlight at 7:14 pm when the sun is sitting and looks like god himself is coming down from heaven.
How the sunlight reflects on the water, especially on the sea, I could watch it for hours; it is one of the moments that I really feel like magic; it's like fairy dust was sprinkled on the water, and I'm there admiring it.
What things do you find beautiful in the mundane of life?
Day 05
Slow mornings are the vessel for my day.
Day 06
Everything is an opportunity.
I had a challenging morning, so I needed space and alone time. I walked out of my home to buy a cup of coffee and sat on a bench in a plaza nearby. I started to write about how I was feeling, and a few minutes later, a bird shit on the screen of my phone; I thought, “Of course, a bird is shitting on me,” and then I started to laugh about it. About the irony of life and how we always have a choice in how we interpret what happens to us. Life is always giving us opportunities to choose differently. Murphy’s law says that anything that can go wrong will go wrong, but the truth is that it is a choice; I could go crazy mad about how, of course, a bird shit on me, just the cherry on the cake for this challenging morning and continue having a shitty day, or laugh about it, and make the most out of my day. The funny thing is that the bird shitting on me was precisely what I needed to get out of that mood that was just creating more of the same.
Day 07
Over coffee, I was talking with a friend about hobbies, and she asked me if I still continue doing ceramics. I don’t. Which led me to think I needed a hobby. Is my creativity my hobby? Is writing and painting my hobby? Or is it just the water and fuel I need to live? A hobby, by dictionary definition, is an interest or activity to which a person devotes time for pleasure. I find a lot of pleasure and joy in the practices I do. Maybe most of my life is a hobby because, in a way that I didn’t notice until now, my life is my playground; everything I do in my life comes from that place of enjoyment. And I feel really grateful.
If you are new here, hello and welcome 🤍 I shared in my last letter that I’m starting a 30-day writing practice through April and you can read more about it here:
See you next week with the second week of 30 days of writing,
Liz