An Ordinary Saturday Morning… Turned Magical!

Dear Reader:

Saturday morning… I really had only one objective… to get some zinnias from the ” flower lady” at the local Farmers Market… and that meant getting there early… by around 8:30am or so … the flowers go quickly.

I like the simple arrangements… zinnias ( because they last the longest and a few other summer mixtures.) I got enough for two arrangements -one in a glass jar and another just wrapped-have lots of glass jars!

I felt so happy walking back down the street to my car. I had done it and there was still actually a refreshing breeze floating around me that would ” magically” disappear within another hour-another scorcher day would arrive more quickly than wished.

And then it happened… my peripheral vision caught what I thought, initially, was a sunbeam reflecting off something. But then it happened again, only magnified.

I slowed down, moved my sunglasses to the top of my head… and there was the ” magic” … actually ” kissing my nose.” I squealed and realized what the ” magic” was… bubbles floating out of a dispenser in the shape of an ice cream cone!

Suddenly I was floating through a world of bubbles and knew I needed a picture of this… I ran over to a sidewalk-put my flowers down and caught the magic as it floated by a wooden fence!

What was bewildering to me … none of the crowd of adults walking were even acknowledging this fun phenomenon? Except one little boy… a toddler in a stroller who was squealing ” Bub- bubs” for bubbles and pointing his stubby little fingers at one trying to catch it to pop it.

( I soon realized that the ” ice cream cone” bubble maker had been placed on the sidewalk by the opening to a candy shop on the corner where a customer could buy an ice cream cone… creative marketing on a hot July day! )

Finding magic in life is all about noticing the little things in life and then acknowledging its own special gift to us. The universe is trying to show us, to teach us, if we are willing to look beyond the ordinary. To accomplish this, we must be willing to put on a fresh pair of eyes … the eyes thar see magic in the ordinary!

A last minute decision ( after leaving the Farmers Market) was to go visit Toby ( the sculpture dog in the adjacent park. Since first sharing his introduction to you readers a few months back… I have returned several times… as I have discovered he is a great listener… if I have something on my mind. ( In fact I give him credit for my diminishing 2:30 ” What If” monsters that used to keep me awake… replaced by my 5:30 thank you gratitude reflection meditations.)

Magic is believing in yourself!

So until tomorrow…

**Faith Directive# 6 – When you think about it… HOPE is MAGIC!**

Look what has appeared on the second trellis on the fence – the morning glories are getting ready for their ascent…

**Morning Glories! Oh how beautiful they will be when they bloom this late summer/ fall**

**My mandevilla is growing more tentacles and climbing away- up, up, up!**

**Even my Confederate Rose is producing little blooms-the one branch that survived years ago** **and still fighting… though this hot weather is taking its toll… am watering watering and praying hard!**

**My smiling hibiscus are my pride and joy this summer!**

Today is my favorite day… Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”

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