they follow me everywhere and lay themselves at my feet, but when i call for them they hide. they are tiny and nestled behind shadows or sleeping in tree limbs, or they are almosts or not quites, and therein i think lies a lesson about love and hearts. and maybe life.
they will come. all of them. the hearts, the love, the goodies, the gifts, the magic - indeed they are out there right now waiting for us to stop trying so hard. waiting for us to just slow down and look, to stop pushing them to come when we whistle. they will always show up with a box of chocolates and smiles, always, a surprise in an otherwise humdrum day. they like that surprise part, they like the delight in our eyes and the giggles in our soul. this i know to be true. trust me.
this post is part of the year of ordinary magic, with kelly and graciel and i. we'd love to have you join us - details are right here.
february begins with a heart.