I don’t know who wrote this but find it very charming. Trish
Charmed, the MAGIC of being-ness
Each life is charmed – yours, and everyone else’s, and you must never forget it. The instant you’re born, you’re charmed, because life itself is a charm. Each being is charmed into existence in whatever reality it finds itself, and given everything it needs to operate in the environment.
Your body is charmed, too: It’s a magic part of everything else; springing up from all the things you see about you. Atoms and molecules go singing through the miraculous air, forming themselves into rocks and trees and dogs and cats and people, too.
You ‘are’ magic. You charm the air so that it thickens into your body wherever you are. When you want to move, you think the air ahead of you into becoming your body, and the air behind you then stops being your body . . . all very magical indeed. You move your arm just one inch to the right, and the air to the left stops being part of your arm. But it happens so quickly, your snatching of the air and making it turn into your body, that you never notice it at all, and take it quite for granted. Which is why it works so well, you see.
But your life is charmed. And there is a secret, a very simple one. Really, it’s not a secret. But you have to remember that your life is charmed. People who forget can’t use their magic nearly as well as they did before, and they have a tendency to get angry at those who can. So, often, they pretend that no magic exists at all. Then they evolve great philosophies to prove it, which is itself magical, of course. But they can’t see that, because they’re so convinced that magic doesn’t exist.
And many people forget how simple and natural magic is, so they evolve long theories, and methods that are supposed to make it work, when you and I know, and everyone else ‘really’ knows, that magic happens by itself, because that’s what magic is.
But people are also very creative . . . magic again! So, they make up gods of this and that, and realms and spheres, and maps to chart out in advance where magic might be taking them so they don’t get surprised, which is silly because magic goes where it wants to, which is everywhere. And when you try to map it out in advance, you really cut yourself short.
Because a characteristic of magic is that it automatically turns into whatever you want it to be. You create your own reality with it, so whatever maps you make are real. And if you forget what magic is, then you’re liable to think that your map is the only real one, and all the others are false. You get in a terrible bind, fighting over which way is right, which road or which map, while all the time magic is what makes the maps. And a great variety of maps can appear in the twinkling of an eye!
Particularly when you grow up, many people will tell you that there is no magic. If you believe them, then you’ll forget too, and you’ll act as if you aren’t charmed and bring un-magic into your life . . . which is magic too, you see, but magic that doesn’t know itself. Then you’ll create things that go with un-magic, like sorrow or sickness, and you’ll have to deal with them at that level until you remember that your life is charmed again.
So in the meantime you’ll feel nasty and unloved and angry, way beyond what is natural, and have to worry about sad or fearful emotions and what to do with them, when magically, you’d know: They’d just come and go exuberantly like summer storms. But anger and hate and sorrow are all magic too, and left alone, they’d lead you back to the knowledge that you life is charmed. Because hate is love looking for itself everyplace but where love is; and love is what you feel for yourself when you know that you are where you’re supposed to be in the universe, and that you’re lovely just because you are, and, of course, charmed.