Week 48 - Nostalgia to the max

This past weekend I got to relive my childhood in the best way possible.
 

I went to see the Backstreet Boys in concert AND front row seats!
 

We drove to Toronto from Ottawa (4 hr drive) and the whole way there I played a 90s playlist and absolutely loved it. My partner Ryan asked me how I find new music, and I said I don’t, I just listen to what I know I already like. And I realized I do that with TV as well. I can’t even tell you the amount of times I have seen Friends and Seinfeld. Countless. I love good 90s pop playlist, I love 90s R&B. I realized….I love nostalgia.

It’s like a high (which makes sense because it floods me with dopamine). Nostalgia is honestly one of my favourite emotions, along with bittersweet. Which frankly go hand in hand to me. They both represent moments in time that were so special and so meaningful that you’re beyond grateful that they happened but also sad that they are gone. Ahh I love that feeling!! Does anyone else love?? Drop me a note, I'm genuinely curious.
 

So in the middle of the concert, being up close and personal with BSB, I had a surreal moment. Nick Carter, who was MY GUY growing up. I’m talking life size posters all over my room, every square inch of wall was BSB and Nick Carter. MY GUY.

So he’s 10 feet away from me, singing a solo verse, and I’m staring at him and I’m transported back to being a 10 year old girl again. In my bedroom, dreaming of Nick, dreaming of being close to him and yet knowing that would never happen. At that age these boy band figures are like mythical creatures, you’re not even quite sure they really exist. And now fast forward 24 years later, and I’m face to face with my then dream man. Never in 1 million years could I have predicted this day. My 10 year old self couldn’t have even dreamed it. And yet here I am. In this moment, with Nick Carter in front of me.

It struck me how insane life is. And how unpredictable it really is.

And yet, we think we can predict the future.

We think we know what things will be like. We certainly try to control what they should be like. We get mad and frustrated in the present moment because something happens that is going to derail our perfectly predicted future. (That is traveling in a nutshell - you’re envisioning this dream vacation and the second something goes wrong, instant frustration. This wasn’t supposed to happen like this! I predicted something different!!)

This moment showed me just how magical life can be. With no effort on my part whatsoever, a dream of mine came true. And here we are always trying to control every last thing so things go exactly as we want them.

But what about all the magic that you can’t make happen?

What about the things you can’t even dream of? Are we making room for it?

Or are we controlling every detail so that life is always predictable?

So here’s this weeks inquiry:

✨What can you stop controlling this week in order to make room for the universe’s magic?✨

This one is gonna triiigggggeeeeer some of you for sure. Control is one hell of a drug. So is nostalgia :)