About Not Rolling Crap In Glitter


A Seasonal Message

'Furthering my quest to appreciate life, to actually be bothered to find the extraordinary in the ordinary detail of life, I have set myself this task. I use the word miracle to describe the act of seeing the moments where something wonderful is happening (if you are looking at it correctly.)
I think I need about 41.66 per hour to cover 24 hours.
Further miracle reports to follow.' [1,000 Miracles In One Day]

'You can't polish a turd, but you can roll it in glitter.'

A Compare and Contrast of these statements is more serious than you might think! The second one is much funnier and more quotable. The first one takes a liberty with the word miracle which may raise an amused eyebrow. But! If you can be bothered to have a think about it, if you can be bothered to try finding your own, you might get a longer deeper happiness buzz by learning to see what is beautiful in your life, and then you can take the turd, compost it and grow a metaphorical sequin tree. You will be learning to see and be your own kind of beautiful, the living embodiment of a real life story. You will be getting practice at appreciating what you have. You will be your own miracle. Of course, you needn't stop being entertained by glittered crap and as the brilliant late great Eric Morecombe once said, 'You don't have to be miserable to be serious,' so I am laughing at myself as I present you with my Yule message: 

I bring you not surface sparkle, I bring the fairy lights that plug into the universe and the soft glow of deep true wonder. 



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