A Little Magic

"Tis the Season. To question - just about everything. Politics, religion, the past year, the incoming new year. Millenniums, bugs, death and generally, life.

Just when the humdrum of living a so-called "responsible life" aims to drag you into a grey wasteland, magic  floats in.  I believe in magic. Bashed a bit by years of adulthood, it's joyful belief persists.  How can it not?  As close as I sometimes tread near the abyss, it's light always draws me back, at the precise and magical moment when a bit of belief is most required. Today, it arrived with my morning coffee, in the shape of floating paper  and flowers.

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The year 2020. Sounds like a pronouncement on par with Star Wars...Drums and cymbals. Very Sci-Fi-ish. What is magic? It wears many capes.  Nature, religion, technology. Is it that which we cannot comprehend at some point of life and history or, the spirit of life itself?  Star dust.. Belief in magic is an intrinsic part of our humanity, whatever label we choose to box it into.

Responsible adults relegate magic to the realm of childhood or, Las Vegas.
The innocence of childhood. An inference that they will indeed someday grow up and put childish things aside. Or, at least put them into the socially acceptable boxes of religion or explainable science.  We can still be responsible citizens if we believe in angels, Christ rising and quantum physics. But, not -Magic.

Is " a rose a rose" by any other name?  Is magic lost if we change its' name? Do we cease to believe in it when we claim to understand it?  I think not.  2020 may bring many surprises, advancements and new discoveries, but I will still believe in magic. The innocent, wondering kind of magic. The one that proves we are all humans together, capable of, in our hearts, touching the light of the universe.

Happy Magic Holidays!