Check Your Emails

 

A part of adulting is just doing the mundane routine task of each day and week.  Those low priority less desirable items always seem to make it to the back burner.  My top 3 back burner adulting task are

Folding Laundry.  Irony- I am always the first to wash my clothes and make sure they dry. However, they live the in the laundry room.

Opening Mail.  I check my PO Box once a week. Thanks to technology, my mail typically gets opened once a month on accounting day.

Checking Personal Emails.  I have a few personal email accounts.  One entirely for SPAM and one primary one that is for all things related to my everyday personal life. Even still, I seldom check the personal emails. 

I’ve always said that we miss out of magically things because we suffer and seek to avoid the mundane.  The truth is, I should be excited about putting up my clean clothes.  There are people who would love my comfortable classic closet and personals. I love my clothing items, and I should express a greater gratitude by putting them up, immediately. 😊

 

I’ve nearly missed a few class-action lawsuit payouts because of not responding to mail in time. Imagine that.  Free money missed because of ignoring my mail.

We all know how consumer driven and crowded emails can be.  Mine is no exception, which is why I almost missed the opportunity to hear Madame Vice President Kamala Harris speak.  When I finally did see my email, the white house was asking as a 2nd and final request.

There are those moments in life where you just know you were in the right place at the right time for the right reasons.  This was one of those moments for me.    I had never been to an invitation political event. I didn’t even know what to expect.  It was inspiring and motivating to be in the room with so many politicians.  What thrilled me the most were the faces in the crowd that I recognized that are doing the everyday work of change.  People I’ve worked or volunteered with.  Classmates, and friends. 

 The irony is that politics in an of themselves, don’t  interest me.  I am mostly a moderate with some passion buttons on both sides.     I’ve been called a politico before.  I’ve never been “caught up” in the hype of politics, and hope that I never do.  However, I will always be inspited and motivated by and for the people and the persons making a difference.  Change requires collaboration and funding around ideas and efforts, and the outcome is politics.  The most important thing for me are the PERSONS behind the  messages and the impact.   I know and support some extraordinary and highly respected conservatives.  I equally know and support some amazing and super human liberals.  Our beloved nation is vast, diverse, and great.  With much courage it will continue to be more unified than not.  This is the work, the meeting in the middle.

 


So here I am, in this reflective moment of epiphany sharing with you  how  I almost missed this moment because I seldom check my emails. Wouldn’t that have been a shame?  I even made the twitter feed. (big ego boost, as if I needed it) :)   It made me think of other moments I may have missed because I skipped over the routine and mundane.  Sometimes the magic is hidden in ordinary moments of our extraordinary lives.

I now remind myself to expect magic, miracles, and memories to flow into my experience. Allow me to encourage you. ( as I encourage myself)  Do the routine and mundane things with joy.  Put up the Laundry.  Open, read, and respond to your mail. Check your personal emails often.  Find a way to prioritize the mundane, knowing that magic and miracles (at least cool moments)  are on the way.

Abundance Always  

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