There are moments where I struggle intensely to stay positive, to not get sucked into the blackhole of despair.

These moments are particularly annoying because I almost always feel completely unjustified in these feelings … as though I need to have an “excuse” to feel shitty and hopeless when there is so much pain and tragedy that others are dealing with.

And here I am, so much good surrounding me, and still … it feels not enough … when I know it is and that from this place I’m at, expansion in all areas of my life, continues.

But who gives an F about expansion when feeling shitty? F expansion.

This is what I was thinking this morning, as I seriously contemplated just calling it a day and going back to bed. Because bed is always the perfect solution to me. There is nothing I believe that sleep cannot help cure.

In the midst of my pity party, and mid work, I made a call abroad, where I was irritated that no one was answering and just as I was about to hang up, I hear a song.

At first I thought I misheard, but no, I waited and heard the same thing …

There is magic in this moment.

Note it did not say, this magic moment, à la Drifters, this was an old song I had never, ever heard.

And just like that, as though my fairy god mother had appeared and snapped her fingers, I snapped out of it.

I started laughing. Magic in this moment my ass. And I kept laughing. Well, maybe sooome magic in this moment.

I kept wanting to cling to my unhappiness. As though a part of my subconscious was desperately holding on to some imaginary rope of anger.

The longer I listened, the longer I laughed. And the walls came down. All that shitty, it just fell away, because it was never really there to begin with.

It was made up because I wanted it to be. I wanted something to be unhappy about. But The People … those clever peeps of mine, they knew they’d get me. That it would take me waiting on the phone to hear what I needed to.

There is magic. In this moment, no matter how shittily it feels.

All things in order. All things in perfect timing. And together, we’ll get there. Promise.