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Monday, February 8, 2010

Looking for the Seal

I came across a story today that was cute and I can totally relate to: 
When the mother returned from the grocery store, her small son pulled out the box of animal crackers he had begged for, then he spread the animal shaped crackers all over the kitchen counter.

"What are you doing?" his mom asked.

"The box says you can't eat them if the seal is broken," the boy explained. "I'm looking for the seal."

I feel like I am always looking for the seal, and people are trying to show me the right seal to check. There are so many times when we try to follow what we think are the directions, and have an Amelia Bedelia moment. We misinterpret what we are supposed to do based on what our perspective is, convinced it will get us to where we are going. Just like the little boy, we are looking for the seal, just not the one that was intended... however that doesn't make it wrong.

We see things the way we do for a reason.  Those moments we spend looking for our seal, though to others appear wrong, help us find whatever seal is intended for us.  They allow us to be who we are and find things others wouldn't... to see things for what they mean in our lives.  They keep us innocent and childlike.  They show us what we want to see, magic.  If we just set our mind free, and look from within, things are a lot different than they appear and anyway can be the right way : )

Today's Silver Lining, (one of my all time favorites!!!):

"All of us were ordinary compared to Cynthia Rose, She always stood at the back of the line, A smile beneath her nose, Her favorite number was 20 and every single day, If U asked her what she had for breakfast, This is what she’d say, Starfish and coffee, Maple syrup and jam, Butterscotch clouds, a tangerine, And a side order of ham, If you set your mind free, baby, maybe you’d understand, Starfish and coffee, Maple syrup and jam."  Starfish and Coffee - by Prince

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