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Ok, so I really like sidewalk chalk, right? As in, I regularly drive around with a basket full of chalk in my trunk, in case the urge hits me to leave a “mark.” I do it under mischievous circumstances usually. Maybe I’m resonating with a good quote at the time, or I think of a really good question to ask strangers to ask of themselves, or there’s a nice message that I would like to hear from the Universe if I were walking along…
In any event, every time I do it, there’s this amazing arc of emotion to it. First the anticipatory mischief and joy at scheming for the highest good of all, then the thrill of actually executing the act, then the satisfaction of knowing I uplifted at least one person. The after effects of joy and satisfaction can last for days.
I also get a kick out of the fact that the most mundane of things – like the sidewalk or a stone or a wall – can be made Divine in this way. Because while I do it, my entranced attention expands like a mushroom into the space, fluttering up into the area around me, implanting a Divine and eternal resonance for all who happen to come upon it in their day.
The mystique of the all-powerful glitterbomb. For all who are aware enough to notice it, the Love from this act is theirs to drink in. There is no logic in it, only feeling – the feeling of Love for all of creation. You imprint a vibration that resonates in the memory of the space there, uplifting it with the vibration of Love, and all who pass through can feel the Divinity there whether they notice it or not.
I love how simple it is. You are reminded of the Divine Spark running through EVERYTHING by something as seemingly mundane as a chalk message on the sidewalk.
Talk about the magic in the every day….
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I first heard the term “glitterbomb” at a party in the Houston art/warehouse scene probably around 2014. I remember I was speaking with a girl passionate about activism, and she was telling me about the concept of “glitterbombing,” which was when certain activists would take a handful of glitter and throw it at their opponents. But that was too extreme for some, and it kinda got spun into this new “milder” thing, where they would leave positive messages to others in very inconspicuous ways. It was understood to be a sort of “wink” to those who were aware – this beautiful idea of leaving playful, uplifting signs to encourage people who are paying enough attention to take note.
One of the things I remember her describing was her friend who was a waitress that would write loving things on sugar packets, and watch for who noticed them or not.
What an amazing concept, right!? I love doing this with chalk, but what if we ALL did that, ALL the time? What if you were constantly bombarded with positive messages sent to you by other humans like you? What if there was a whole movement of people planting positive signs EVERYWHERE, and we just lived in this amazing culture of expressed human love?
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Other examples I can think of are going to bookstores or libraries and leaving kind notes in books, putting messages in people’s windshield wipers, taking dry erase markers to public bathroom mirrors, leaving posts on Craigslist “Missed Connections,” bombing people’s social media with praise, writing things in the dirt at the trailhead….
You can also think of your own! Let’s combat the dark tentacles of modern advertising with JOY sent human heart to human heart. I know I would looooove to see more things like this happening in the world, wouldn’t you? ^_^