We were so delayed getting to the house in Mexico on Saturday night, that by the time we arrived all of the local restaurants were closed and there was no food in the house. It was almost midnight, so even though I hadn’t eaten since 1pm that day, all I really wanted to do was go to bed. The next morning however, I was up at 5 and really hungry.
I had packed a bag of Starbucks coffee (a last-minute thought) in my carry on bag before I left home. As I was doing it I had the thought, “This is really being fussy Mary. There is going to be great coffee in Mexico and you will be shopping for groceries the day you arrive.”…but I packed it anyway (in spite of the critical inner voice) and at 5 a.m. on Sunday morning, it dawned on me that the “idea” to pack the coffee was more than me being overly-concerned…it was a gentle nudge from the Universe helping me to align with something that is important to me: good morning coffee.
As I made a pot and walked outside, I felt grateful and relaxed. If I had to choose between food and coffee in the morning, coffee would win hands down, but I suddenly noticed coconut trees and an abundance of coconuts on the ground, and a couple of cinder blocks nearby to crack them open. These are the memories that bring a smile to my face…the really simple funny things, that seem to be easier to notice when I am out of usual routine. But these little moments, that feel like little miracles, are happening in all of our lives everyday. How about taking this weekend to notice the little things that bring a smile to your face.
My idea of heaven is a great big baked potato and someone to share it with. Oprah Winfrey