“You don’t need to believe in magic.Emmanuel Dagher
You are magic.
Believe in yourself.”
The above quote crossed my path the other day, like an unexpected butterfly or rainbow in the sky. Riveted, I stopped. “Yes!” I thought. “We are indeed magic, and if we just believed in ourselves… no—if we truly knew that we are magic, why anything wonderful, miraculous, and beautiful could be possible!” It is true, don’t you think? That if we arrive, if we show up each day simply as we are—unadorned, messy but real… unafraid to be whatever particular expression of life that we just so happen to be—then our days cannot be anything other than magic and magical. So I was inspired to step out of my personal comfort zone and share this quickly snapped, unfiltered, messy-haired selfie-on-a-whim… to say hello to the world and to you, whoever you may be. We are all, after all, one light and one love.
But, what precisely is magic?
magic maybe magic is, a heart cracked open to the tender beauty of the world to be raw open and real and tumbled like broken pieces of sea glass worn smooth with the grain of tides high and low of time to be to just be in this one world both wounded and wondrous allowing the soft edges of shadows to dance into the light like sparkles and glitter of rain in the sun and finally finally and at last to stand on the shore with arms outstretched to the wide open sea and declare here i am my love here i am