"The world is full of magic things, patiently
waiting for our senses to grow sharper."
W. B. Yeats
A professional acquaintance was sharing her frustration from the state confining her to her own home. She had viewed lists of things to do, but she was in no mood to clean bathrooms or reorganize the attic. Diligently her work was daily completed which unfortunately gave her more time to be angry about her forced living conditions.
Then she was sadly contacted about the unexpected death of a relative. It shocked her into stillness, as she began to realize she would not be attending the visitation nor the funeral service. In grieving, her tears cleansed her vision and she began to realize how far she had strayed from her original self.
Ultimately, the woman turned in a dated notice at work and listed her condo. Once unattached from a successful, but stressful career, she would be free to rediscover her authentic self. She secured a beach side cabin where in the near future she would become reacquainted with the mysteries of life and the magical communication of nature.
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