i am really superstitious. but only when there is positivity involved. i only believe in good luck. i will open an umbrella indoors and i do not think twice about friday the thirteenth. i don't bother believing in things that stem from negativity. cynicism is boring.
i love to find pennies on the street and i save them all. i hold on to trinkets that will bring me good fortune. i throw coins in fountains. i wish on dandelions and stars in the sky.
a few years ago, annie told me she wishes at 11:11, 12:12, 1:01, 2:02 (and so forth). i told her that was too many times. as soon as i said that, i immediately retracted that statement. more times to wish are more wishes to come true. i always wish at 11:11 and now if i look at the clock at 11:12 (which some would consider very unlucky) i think of it as an extra good fortune. it's more fun to make up your own rules, i can't think of a reason not to.
but (and maybe best of all) wishes and instances of luck are wildly subjective. i wish for happiness and intense bursts of creativity. i think being able to witness a stranger going out of her way to be kind to someone is a fortuitous occurrence. i think seeing a dog in a sweater is a lucky treat or finding treasures or seeing a pleasant street sign.
anything that puts a smile on my face reminds me that i am fortunate to experience it.
