[The fairytale life is] marked by seemingly unreal beauty, perfection, luck or happiness. -
That definition sounds right, doesn't it? But it leaves your fairytale life and my fairytale life undefined. And that's because each of those criteria might mean something different to one of us than it does to another.
Pause for a moment and take a deep breath in, and then, release it.
If I was your magical fairy godmother - and let's say that I am - I would raise my wand and instantly, you would be in the middle of your own fairytale. But what would that look like and feel like?
See if you can tell yourself that story in a way that doesn't involve winning the lottery. And keep reading to see if you get any ideas.
Seemingly Unreal Beauty
I'll be honest. I have longed to be beautiful all of my life.
What I see in the mirror matters far more to me than what others say about how I look, and I know I need to deconstruct my standards. Because I could buy a cable-knit pullover, but I'm never going to be an Ivory girl.
And I'm not tall, and I'm not thin.
But I remember this moment, many years ago, when I was a therapist and one of my clients brought in her newborn to show us. I held that baby and fell in love.
And I just happened to glance up at the mirror across from me and I looked SO beautiful. Love had transformed me.
As I get older, most of the seemingly unreal beauty I encounter is in nature, in colors that harmonize in clothing or elsewhere, and on the faces that have been transformed by love or joy.
In the design of my fairytale life, I'd like to include greater access to the beauty of nature, even if it is through a window. I've had some idyllic moments looking at beauty through a window. But I also would like to include a wardrobe in colors I am in love with, because that makes me so happy.
What are your thoughts about beauty?
Seemingly Unreal Perfection
This phrase makes me think of another one - living a charmed life. And seemingly unreal. Perfection would mean that not only would nothing go wrong, but also that what you did experience was tailor-made to delight you.
Could I stand that? Not yet. I still have some things to heal. Could you?
I love the idea of it. Tailor-made to delight me.
I'd really like to define this idea for myself within the confines of my current situation. And so far, in my design, I am opening the curtains and letting in sunshine to look at the view, which is a magical forest.
Here are some of the other things that come to mind - morning tea, a seasonal candle that smells like dessert, daily spiritual practice so I can hang out with all that is, watching movies, reading books, afternoon tea, hygge (which I will be talking about next week), listening to music, spending time with friends & family, and going out to eat from time to time (without dressing up quite as much as the next pix suggests.)
Now, there's a wrinkle in that fabric - chronic fatigue syndrome. Sometimes I am too fatigued to do any of it. And I have yet to figure out what the quiet sick day fairytale looks like.
What would be perfect for you?
Seemingly Unreal Luck
Ah-ha! I have a story to tell about seemingly unreal luck.
The scene opens on your truly wandering into Walmart to return a dress I bought. My intention was to get a gift card for it and use that to buy two shirts I had been eyeing.
Later, I have chosen one of the shirts, a Christmas night shirt and some fuzzy socks and am headed toward lane 7 with them and the food I had gathered.
Now here's the exciting part. We're almost there.
When I handed her the gift card for the clothes, it didn't work. After several tries, the cashier called over two other women who worked in the store and they couldn't get it to work, either.
So they told me I would have to go back to customer service and see what they could do.
And I must tell you that I was feeling a bit put-upon at that point. I already felt guilty that what I had chosen would cost more than the gift card amount, and I had planned to change my mind about the shirt.
But when I told the lady at customer service, she said that I should have a receipt that said I at least paid for the food, so she was going to go talk to the cashier. I waited there, and felt bad for the long line I had left behind, that would now be waiting even longer.
Well! It turns out that the cashier was new and when she started ringing up the next woman's purchases, my clothes were still on there.
Do you know that that lady paid for my clothes?!?
Can you believe that? I would definitely call that seemingly unreal luck.
And what's more, I still have the gift card!
This is the hand of God, people. I have heard in several different places that when you are committed to your own healing, and have begun to significantly lighten the load, synchronicities will begin to happen.
Kyle Cease is one of them who has said that. He promises that if you meditate and let your issues come up and out.
Basically, the universe rewards you because you are working for the team and doggedly trying to heal and raise your consciousness.
And that is starting to happen to me. Even though I mess up all. the. time. I'm so grateful!
So as I place my order for the luck part of my fairytale, I would like to include more lucky experiences. They remind me that God is there, that I am loved and accepted, and that God wants good things for me.
Do you feel lucky? :)
Seemingly Unreal Happiness
I had a moment like this recently, too. And oddly enough, I was at Walmart.
Someone said something to me and when I beamed back in response, I realized how happy I was. For no particular reason.
In fact, I had been happy all day. It was a good day. Rather ordinary. But a happy one.
I want lots more moments like that! Where I realize I am happy and having a good day.
The things that make me happy are all included in the perfect list above.
What are the things that makes you happy?
Putting it All Together: