October 2, 2011 § Leave a comment

Entrance to Serendipity 3, the famous New York...

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Serendipity. One of my favourite words.

It’s a beautiful word, a poetic word with infinite potential, with deep expectation. A sense of magic. 

Serendipity. Serendipity. I love the way the word just rolls off my tongue with a lilt of happiness, of knowing that things are exactly where they are meant to be. That I’m on my path. The right time, the right place. A reminder that life is not common or boring. But divine. And full of wonder.

Nothing is an accident. It may seem like we discover some things by accident but it’s part of the plan. We move with the flow, the natural rhythm of the universe, the pulse of life. We are always moving toward our destiny, happily creating it along the way. In every moment exists all potential and possibility. We just have to decide our reality, letting the universe know, without attachments. Without expectations. Mystic surrender.


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