Yesterday the temperature was 26 degrees Celsius (79F) with beautiful blue skies. I had my tank top on and my shorts on, and my iPhone on with Massive Attack was pumping Karmacoma into my ears. I had just finished week 4 day 3 of my C25KFREE App.
I have wanted to love running for my whole life. I have wanted to be one of those women who look as light and as graceful as a gazelle running through the savannah. I have joined and quit running clubs four different times in the last 20 years. They say that if you exercise with friends or with a group, you will be more likely to stick with the motivate one another to run. You will show up for them. I disagree. It didn’t work for me in the past, and nothing ever works unless I show up for myself. For me and not anyone else.
Yesterday, I felt like I was running like the wind… Endorphins amped, I saw a woman who was running towards me. I put my hand out to high five another runner coming in the other direction. She smiled confused and ran right past me not retu
rning the high five, and I thought “Hmmm…am I too much aloha for Toronto? Maybe I ought to dial it back a little bit”
Still, even with no high five, I wasn’t going to let it shake me… I got to thinking about how if I were running in Hawaii, I would go to the store to buy some coconut water. Behold there was a a guy randomly giving out Free O.N.E Coconut waters. I stopped to chat, and he gave me second one. Sometimes being chatty has its perks (even if it is just to get the guy to give you another sample just to shut you up and make you go away).I’d like to think that my energy brought the second one.
At the corner of Queen and Tecumseh there was a pop-up shop soap seller who yelled “Hi! Come smell some soaps!”
And so I did. I had no money for soaps, but wish I did. They smelled like tropical flavours. The Soap entrepreneur is Gabriel, and his soap is called Pure Chice. The scent of his soaps reminded me of a series of soaps I used to buy in Hawaii.
Pure Chice…What is chiche ? A chice is a small amount, a smidgeon of something awesome. We first spoke about soap, and then somehow we ended up takling about energy, healing seeing shapes of angels in clouds and spirit. As it turns out. He has a background in Reiki. I have never had a conversation like this in Toronto. It seemed rather misplaced in the cynicism of the hipsters walking by, and the cars whizzing by us.
I am most definitely going to buy soap from Gabriel in the future – you know why? Well, the soap smells good – that’s a pre-qualifier, but then the selling point was his energy. His own attitude is his brand. We became facebook friends and I the first picture of him was one of him sitting on a Tobermory beach under this caption.
What we strive for.. what we take for granted..
Living my life to this point. I understand how important the illusion is. as it is just an illusion. everything is made up. we create/draw/or attract everything to us. From our state of mind.
to how we deal with the ppl and surrounding environments around us.
we are truly the creators/interpreters of our experiences on this blue ball we call home.
Say it loud Gabriel…
On Maui. You might meet someone in Hawaii who you spoke to about the ocean and the conversation could easily go into spirit, and energy, the light within us, and manifestation…yes stuff that in Toronto would make most of my friends say that it was woowoo. They might point to their temples and spin their fingers in a circle, and I would sigh.
I know that many people describe me as someone that can have rose coloured glasses on, and I don’t mind being described that way. So much of what is good that comes my way comes from the attitude that I have towards things. Finding beauty, finding magic, finding out what is happening and making it better if I can. I believe in self-generated luck.
What is the story and what is illusion in your life? Seemingly disparate events come together, and our minds brings them together in sequence and logic that we ourselves have flavoured good or bad. We have a certain choice. Is it a tale of woe, luck, love? This might take some conditioning, and examining the roots of our beliefs.
I loved yesterday because there was aloha in it. I worry that when the winter comes, the cold weather will take take that aloha, and I am going to be as cynical as everyone else — but that’s just a story an illusion. I must create, tell, and believe a different one…
For the happier story I will need the elements of what I found yesterday – coconut water, and some tropical smelling soaps. I’m going to get me some Pure Chice soap, smell tropical, and drink some coconut water, because in this new story: you can take a girl out of aloha, but you can’t take aloha out of the girl.
P.S. If you want to buy some Pure Chice soap, head over to Dots – 613 Yonge St (south of Bloor on the east side).