Guided

• Guided • Sometimes we randomly find ourselves in the perfect moment. Today, we ended up in a park with a gentle older man in a wheelchair flying a rainbow kite in a huge expanse of grass and sky. As we said hello he proceeded to fly the rainbow tail over our heads, in and out of Shaye’s hands. Then he busted out a blue whale kite so Shaye could play with the rainbow one. 💖

Something about his project, sitting in the sun solo flying rainbow kites, felt like the perfect magical stranger moment we were meant to find. Especially in light of someone being shot in this park in a drive by recently, his mellow kite act felt like a radical stance for kindness, a restorative and healing one. Thanks kite dude. Oh yea, and the peppy little dog running in circles named ‘Mary Poppins’. 🙏🏼

Sometimes we are guided. Despite and in cahoots with all odds, beauty finds us. And so often not when we are planning or living the ‘best’ moments. Instead, we are found in the most ordinary moments by IT, by the mystic thread, by the rainbow kite trail. When good enough is better than anything I could have come up with, it makes me grateful for the little things, and every precious moment I’m given
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Giving Thanks,
Mama Emily