Last evening, I went for a walk. The end point was a beautiful lake, about 2/3 of a mile from my home. The little islands in the lake reminded me of something similar I saw while on vacation in Duparquet, Quebec, CA as a kid. That time, the island was enveloped in fog and something about the colors, too, made it appear to be magical. I told myself to “remember this,” and, although the image has faded some, I did.
For the past few days, I’ve been inspired to write these blog posts from “somewhere me but not me.” I am not expecting to write a blog post unless some sort of inspiration comes. Today when doing my daily creativity journey practices, I had the idea to write about the phrase “The World is a Magical Place.” Many examples came to mind and I struggled at first with which to use. Finally, I realized no example would do the topic justice. I think, if the magic seen in this physical world can be put into words, it is more likely the purview of poets and lyricists.
Later in my daily process, the drawing at the top of the page came to mind. Interesting that I thought it’d might be difficult to sketch. These days, I’ve been drawing flowers and/or more abstractly. And fog – how do you draw fog? And yet, it came together quickly – I’ve been giving myself a half an hour or so for these drawings – and I had lots of time to add in details and clean up some areas. It’s different than my foggy island remembrance, and yet I’m quite satisfied with it.
What I most want to say is that magic is present every day and a matter of focus and allowing. I’ve seen it in natural settings and on the streets of New York City. Children see it much more readily than most adults.
I could add in tons more examples, but will leave it at that, other than to encourage you to expect some magic today, and honor and appreciate it when it appears, be it small and (seemingly) insignificant or quite grand. If you have a magical experience you’d like to share, I’d love to read about it in the comments.
Wishing everyone a lovely day.