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An odd thing happened this week.  I felt happy.

Isn’t it funny how when you feel joy, for no reason at all, it unsettles you?  Every now and then I’d stop and think about the feeling I was having.  What is that?  Oh, this is what happiness feels like.

I wanted to grasp on to the feeling, but you know what happens when you do that?  The feeling goes away.  So, I allowed myself steep in a jovial state of mind. For as long as it wanted to stay, I would welcome it.

As I ran errands yesterday, I came upon the Flatiron Building, a place I’ve walked by hundreds of times in the years I’ve lived in New York City.  I’m fascinated by its architectural details and am always trying to find new ways to photograph it.   I took out my camera phone, and I began shooting straight up.  After a few frames, I noticed a spectrum showing up in the pictures.  I moved the camera away, then looked directly at the sky.

My heart lept.  My social media feeds are full of other people’s pictures of rainbows, but they have been elusive to me.  So to look up and see one, directly above me, seemed like a miracle.


I just smiled. I felt so happy.

xo, with goodness and grace.

I love a hill.

If I’m walking in the park and I see a hill, I immediately feel the need to climb it. No, not climb—conquer it. The steeper, the better. As I widen my stride so my legs can take me higher, I feel accomplishment in simply making my way to the top. And once I get to the peak I think, Yeah, I did that.

I don’t always feel the same about life’s hills, metaphorically speaking.

No way around it, this week brought me to my knees. Clearly the universe was trying to tell me something….I just don’t know what it is. Everything—work, people, difficulties—was relentless and hard and felt never ending. Thank goodness for holiday weekends to offer a break.

An escape was necessary, if only for a day, so I dragged myself out of bed at the crack of dawn and got on a train. Destination? My happy place—the beach.

When I arrived I made my way far from the entrance so I would have some peace. Sometimes silence is the only cure. Just me and the seagulls and the salty air, this is what was needed to be the salve to my frayed emotions.

I stood near the shoreline and watched the waves roll in and make their way out. As I moved further into the water, I began to feel giddy at the ebb and flow of the tide. It crashed into me and retracted, playing with me like a master throwing a ball to his dog again and again. I began to laugh. Dare I say, happiness arrived.

One wave at a time, I was restored to center. The beach gave me back to myself, fortified with sanity and strength.


Tomorrow there will be more hills to climb. This time I will be ready to face them.

xo, with goodness and grace.

This was a good week.  Maybe it was the increasing daylight or nature springing to life all around me, but I felt good.  I felt full of energy, a sense of clarity, an innate contentment.

Dare I say, I felt happy.

I thought about this yesterday as I walked through the streets of my city, feeling the need to see some magic.   I walked over to the spot where I saw it a few weeks ago.

Yes.  Still there.


My magic fix intact, I ventured towards the subway, headed uptown for a little shopping.  I saw a blob of pink in front of the subway stairs.


Magic had followed me down the street, and it made smile.

Uptown a few subway stops, I walked around my happy place, ABC Carpet & Home and something stopped me in my tracks.  It was written in wire.


I am magic.  Clearly something was trying to get my attention.  I’ve been looking for magic in my life, and maybe it’s been with me all the time.  Maybe it’s what I am made of, as well as truth and beauty.

I hope you embrace the magic in you this week, wherever you are.

xo, with goodness and grace.

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