Magic is everywhere around here. Although, of course, only in subtle ways, and
not anyone can see it either… I mean, if you come by you won’t see it right
away—magic. In fact, there is no exuberant garden to
enchant your senses, no lovely roses to enthrall your spirit… it is just green
green green. Only enormous trees stretching
roughly and jagged and green all the way to the edge of the blue sky… that’s
all. But ah… look closer and you’ll see
what I mean…
Even beyond the garden, I see the wild flowering callery
pears opening up to the magic unfurling in the wood.
See, here’s the thing. Magic needs to abide in you first to be able to come forth and unfold—like a thousand-petal magical rose.
Magic it really is all within ourselves… it was put deep in
our souls since the beginning of all beginnings. But through time and years and centuries,
magic has lost it power. To regain it we
have to want it. Really want it. Remember, you only see what you want to see,
or believe what you want to believe. So
it is up to you.
Welcome Spring!
Some times I think it's our innocence that is the magic. We become desensitized to the wonder of God's gifts. It is everyday to us now. But if we look deep we realize the flowers, trees and animals are our gifts. Loving friends and family are a wonderful plus to it all. Blessings, xoxo, Susie
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