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I'm pretty sure I've talked before about how things come in waves, you know, waves of same things.

For example, in life we have seasons. Seasons of change: seasons of gains and seasons of losses. It's a natural part of life, it's to be expected, and it's what keeps us on our toes and (hopefully) changing for the better.

Mukluks
This same facet holds true in vintage fashion and finding it. Just recently, I came across two pair of Minnetonka calf/knee high moccasins for ladies. I'll go years without thrifting these. *Yes, I can go online and purchase them, but that's not the point.* A bit before that, I came across these amazing moccasin/mukluk shoes. So gorgeous. Not my size, so I'm selling. But, they're phenomenal and may be Midwest plains or even Canadian. Not sure. And before that, I found some incredible buffalo skin moccasins.

I love moccasins. I wear them a lot. They're comfy like a slipper, yet I can wear them out and feel great. But, what in the world? These are hard to find, yet I found them within a few week period. And not to jinx myself, I may go months or years without finding this many at once, so why the four pair all at once?

Is this a part of  the "thinking positive" philosophy? Or "begetting what we think"? Or "like begetting like?" Perhaps. I'm a huge believer of that philosophy. Huge. But, it's not as if I'm not thinking about acquiring moccasins throughout the year. I do. Constantly! I'm always looking for them.

Wearing all my faves: plaid, denim, moccs ♥
So, what happens that they manifest all at once? What is it that brings them together at the same time, just for me, and then not again for a while?

This, I don't know. But, I do wish I could figure it out. I like dwelling on or wanting something good and getting it! Don't you?

Anyway, I've got amazing moccasins in the shop◄ right now. And if words become things, then Im going to say out loud "I will find more moccasins," and by golly, I'm going to find them!

-HJS


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