Today's moment of gratitude seemed pretty easy, honestly. Day twenty five: I'm grateful I got to make up the plans with a great friend and bond over delicious coffee, book shopping, and perusing Halloween (AKA all year long home decor) decorations. I am grateful for the fact that I finally pushed past the voice in my head that said, "You're not in Monterey anymore. No need to pod and she has plenty of other friends, she won't be interested," and stopped the stupidity that is self doubt and just...did the damn thing. I preach it all the time, yet clearly I still struggle. Alas, I'm glad I shut it down. I'm glad we went. I'm glad we bonded. I'm glad I have someone I can learn vegetarian recipes from, and someone who is so talented in the arts to one day watch perform. I'm glad I have a friend, who still wants to hang out despite seeing me through the absolute worst of my anxiety and depression struggles. Anyone who can stick around after that level of isolationism? That's a true friend.
Side note: I'm grateful for 7 Brew Coffee. A very interesting ordering experience, but so many sugar free syrup options. Take that, Starbucks. It's 2023, no one is that vanilla anymore.
The day progressed, and honestly it felt kind of off. Almost like I was one step too far to the right the entire day. Maybe it's equilibrium issues...hitting the inhaler too hard. Regardless, I was finally able to pop in to see a wonderful woman who has an interesting talent of knowing exactly what's up without knowing what's up. IYKYK. I needed hibiscus flowers from her shop (whiiiich I forgot, by the way) and just so happened to run into her and a bonus human in a moment of what some might call coincidence, but others might call serendipity. I'm going with the latter, mainly because it sounds cooler. I'd never go as far as to claim Divine intervention, but serendipity? For sure. Most definitely. Regardless, I am grateful for the slip in the fate vortex, and also grateful that I have hibiscus tea bags I can cut open and use as a substitute. I'll forever be grateful to the woman mentioned above, as this is a chapter in life where I'm really struggling to listen to my Knowing. And though it has been screaming (for a LONG time, really) I've sat on the sidelines due to fear, just waiting for change to happen naturally, which is not how life works, Dominique. Fuck. But when I cannot listen to my own Knowing, she comes in clutch and SLAPS me with hers, and it's appreciated. The understanding, the compassion, but the reality that life is not always just going to pan out for you (sometimes you have to pull the skillet out, clean it, and prime it yourself) is always an appreciated check.
I guess this is all to say...I'm grateful for my people. The ones who come back, the ones who never left, the ones who see me at my worst and hold space for me anyway. And I'm grateful for serendipitous moments because, to quote Irene Glasse from almost fourteen years ago, "scientifically I'm sure there's an explanation. Metaphysically, that's pretty fucking cool." Life's coincidences are where the magic happens, if you're open to accepting it.
Bonus gratitude: I'm so grateful for my friend, Brittany, who also just gets it, and inspires me to make the largest leaps of change.
May you find magic in the coincidences.
- Dominique Lafayette.
[current earworm: If My Heart Was a House - Owl City]
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