I love giving gifts. Rather, I love buying or creating gifts that are personalized. Sometimes I come across perfect items for set individuals that I buy them with no holiday or particular celebration in mind. The other day I felt a big lift from my shoulder when I randomly (out of the blue) gifted two different individuals with small gifts. I just felt a compulsion in that moment. I handed them out and then I skipped along.
I love skipping. It is a strange thing I do. Or rather, some people find it strange. I think it’s completely normal and good for one’s brain and heart. I think more people should skip around. While I skipped along that day, I also wanted to sing. I restrained myself. Barely. I don’t have a fabulous singing voice but I do love karaoke. I think more people should do karaoke. I feel like medical providers should prescribe singing, skipping or silliness to aid in overall wellness. I’m sure that itself may seem silly to people. However, I believe in the power of fun and lightness.
While in my fun mood after skipping and gifting others, I was given a package. I was somewhat skeptical about opening it. That is a story, however, for another day. I opened that package and in it was a bag of fertilizer. Interesting. I wondered what I was to make of that. Fertilizer is symbolic of many things. I could take it completely wrong. Or, I could take it to be a bag representing growth, opportunity, and brightness. I convinced myself that the bag was meant to grow sunflowers and that I was meant to continue orienting myself towards the sun. Positivity. Although, by the time I got home I took it to mean something else. Fertilizer is just a fancy name for some unmentionables.
By the time the next morning came and I caught the beautiful sunrise, I was whole and good again. It’s all a cycle during which you set your compass point.