Inhale. One hand on your heart. One hand on your belly. Exhale.
Reflection. Inner peace.
There is magic in the mundane.
Love in the ordinary.
Take note this week of the small details. The things we miss from the rush of preparing for work and school.
When the frustration takes over because of the mounds of laundry and the piles of dishes. The bathroom that needs to be cleaned again and the floor that needs to be mopped.
What an incredible opportunity we have to shift our mindset.
Do the ordinary. With great love.
Not for love.
But with love.
Notice, with childlike happiness, the grasshopper (or hoppy as my sweet nephew calls them).
Perhaps try a new route to work and see surroundings through new eyes.
Listen closely to a friend’s laughter.
Those rainy mornings - do you ever notice the smell?
Take note of the changing leaves on the trees in your neighborhood.
Remain present.
When you’re constantly looking for magic, you’ll find it.
Stay open to being enchanted. Even in the ordinary moments.
About the Creator
Katie Cunningham
Welcome! I’m Katie. A wife, homeschool momma and yoga instructor. My passion for mindset training runs deep - are you ready? Can’t wait to “virtually” come together in vulnerability, non judgement, and love! Namaste. 🙏
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