// January 27th, 2009 // 7 Comments » // Inspiration, Life (and the living of it)
I had the most marvelous experience with the power of intention yesterday….
But before I begin my story, let me give you a little backstory. I’ve realised, of late, that I sometimes need a kick up the butt to change my bad habits. Allow me to elaborate…
When I was in my second year of college, I went to the mall to buy a pair of boots that would see me through the snowy winter. Two hours later, I emerged into said snowy winter carrying not one, but two pairs of shoes – neither of them boots / practical / well made. Both of them stylish.
I learnt that winter that sensible, comfortable shoes are an important part of getting through life, and since then I have (painfully) remembered that lesson any time I’ve settled for cheap, stylish shoes. It’s important to have comfortable footwear.
Zoom forward a few years and you’ll see me at the beginning of this summer, searching for a cool, stylish bikini that nobody else will have and that won’t break the bank. What do I find? A gorgeous hot pink and white number, with a cool ace of spades design and a great cut. Only problem is – it’s one size too small. But it was on sale, and I figured swimming in it would stretch it.
I figured wrong. Or, rather, it stretched, but in the wrong places, and I’ve spent the last two or three months in an ill-fitting bikini. Not fun.
What have I learnt from this? That bikinis, like shoes, should be well made and fit right.
So I decided exactly what I wanted from a bikini: I wanted it to be plain black (I’ve never had a black bikini before), well made, and halter neck.
Last night, after I watched the most enchanting movie (more on that later in the week), I felt drawn to look for said elusive bikini, and for some reason I headed straight for Woolworths (for those out of South Africa, Woolworths is a chain store with high-quality, usually expensive, rather dull clothes). I immediately saw the bikini I wanted – halter neck, good quality, reasonable price – but it was in bright orange. No good! And then I saw it… the black bikini rack. But no halter necks… Until! Out of the corner of my eye I spotted it. One halter neck bikini top in black left on the rack… And in my size! With matching bikini bottoms, and little bikini shorts for when I’m doing real exercise.
Best of all? Not only does it fit like a dream, not only is it exactly what I wanted, but it’s well made and exactly the same price as the badly-fitting bikini I’ve been in all summer.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what I like to call the Power of Intention. I saw it in my mind’s eye, then I saw it in real life. Now if only I can keep doing this with slightly larger intentions…
