Magic in the mundane

A beautiful beginning to the New Year

I'm sitting on a bench, basking in the midwinter sunlight, soaking in the unusual warmth of the day.

People are walking around me in the park, admiring Sagrada Família and its radiance.

And here I sit, listening to the orchestra of birds, the snippets of conversations in languages I don't know, in a wave of quiet peace.

An all-empowering, healing peace that seems to engulf me, wrap me in a blanket sown together with strands of the earth, glittering rays of the sun, airy breaths of the wind and some magic that exists only here and now.

In this place.
In this presence of everything and nothing at the same time.

Life is good, perfect, soft.

Gentle in this moment of eternity, all hidden and visible mixed together into a magnificent whole, life dancing at the edge of a new dawn, the air singing with a quiet that tells stories of times yet to come.

Grateful, so very grateful for this moment of peace amid everything that's going on.

Sending you some love,
and light
from this magical moment in the mundane.

Yours,
Ida