Giving Luck (Sydney Salter)

I'm not sure that I really understand luck. Too often that heady flush of good fortune turns into a situation I later regret. And stuff that seems the exact opposite of luck works out really well, sometimes. I mostly keep my head down, work hard, hope for the best, and try to make the best out of the worst. 

But I do enjoy making other people feel lucky.

I leave lucky pennies for other people to find.

I put quarters in grocery store vending machines--for those kids who still check for toys, even after Mom says, "no" to a quarter.

I give crabby waitresses big tips (obviously, they're having a bad day & need something good to happen).

I leave small objects for others to find. Here's a polished stone that I placed on a rock while hiking in Joshua Tree National Monument a few weeks ago. 

This week, while buying my niece's birthday present, I acquired a handful of little rubber dragons that I'm leaving around town: at the bookstore cafe where my writing group meets, my favorite sushi restaurant... 

I can't be lucky, but I can do things to make others feel a little bit lucky. And that feels great!