Ideal Bite

Lately, I've been walking through my days, feeling like I was being followed by a magic cloud of pixie dust.  My life is punctuated by these periods of time - weeks and months of magic contentment and a toe-curling love of life.  When these moments show up, I almost hold my breath - bubbles in the top of my belly percolating up my neck and down my fingers - and I take long drives and listen to too-loud music, and I can't believe I am so, so, so lucky. 

Nothing really ever causes it.  It's not like I fall in love or get a great job or move to a fabulous place.  In fact, usually those things happen as a result of the pixie dust feeling, they don't create it.

However, once, years ago, I know precisely when the magic dust showed up.  I was living in LA, driving absolutely EVERYwhere.  And for some reason, one sunny-but-cool afternoon, I decided to walk the whole seven blocks to Blockbuster to return my rentals.  Seven.  Whole.  Blocks.

On way there, all I could think was how insanely lucky I was that I could do that - could walk to the store in the sunshine - healthy and fed and fit.  I was lonely as hell during that time of my life, and all it took was a solitary walk for about 5 minutes to make me feel grateful, and for that magic cloud to start to follow me.

Maybe that is what it is for me this time, too.  Walking the hills of SF and the streets of NYC... Life is just - quite simply - GOOD. 

Give it a try.  Maybe it's the magic formula, and the pixie dust will show up for you, too.

-Heather... off to walk to my local store, The Good Life (so aptly named for today...)