I have this devotional on my Kindle with journal prompts about finding the magic in everyday life. However, I’ve fallen behind as of late (no surprise there), but also, no worries, because I just catch right on up whenever I happen to think about it!
Which I did today. I opened my Kindle cover and realized that I hadn’t read this particular eBook since April 24th.
For April 25th, the day’s prompt was titled “Spring Breezes” —
“What could be more wonderful than to push open the window after a long, stuffy winter and feel the spring breezes wafting inside, blowing away the energetic cobwebs of a long, cold season? Even if you are fortunate enough to live someplace where you can actually open your windows in December without creating a snowdrift in the middle of your living room, there is nothing as fresh and cleansing as a sweet spring breeze, carrying with it the scent of new growth and possibilities.”
A Year and a Day of Everyday Witchcraft: 366 Ways to Witchify Your Life by Deborah Blake
The passage sparked something in my memory. I had the thought that I’d actually journaled recently about sitting with our apartment door open and how nice the breeze felt, maybe about a week and a half ago or so. So, I pulled out my diary and found this —
“Reid left to play disc golf. Now I’m sitting here with the door open, on this last morning of new moon energy, and the breeze feels healing. I don’t think I’ve ever had as much belief + faith in the possibility of my dreams coming true as I feel now.
from Danielle’s diary on Saturday, April 25, 2020
I refuse to see things like this as mere coincidence. There’s meaning in whatever you choose to give meaning. And this gave me goosebumps for some reason.
