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The Art of Noticing
Finding magic in the mundane
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If you look closely enough, there’s a quiet kind of magic in the everyday.
Not the big in your face magic like a fireworks display — but the slower, softer wonder that hides in plain sight. The kind we walk right past without seeing, because we’re too busy being on autopilot.
That’s the kind of magic we forget to look for.
Lately, I’ve been practicing the art of noticing. Noticing how the light changes in my (town)house throughout the day — when my husband is out and I can open the blinds because I’m not a vampire like him!
Noticing how Annie, my ever-anxious four-legged sidekick, has different kinds of tail wags depending on whether we’re heading to the park or on a stroll through the neighbourhood. Noticing the way my breath subtly shifts when I’m doing my daily yoga practice versus…any other time of day when I’m not being embodied and present.
This noticing isn’t always intentional. Sometimes it happens in the spaces between things — the few minutes before a meeting starts, or the quiet lull when I’m waiting for the kettle to boil or when I’m trying to get my hourly activity steps…
