Setting a Place for Magic

“You don’t need to understand,” I said, smiling into his young face. “Understanding life isn’t what matters. All you really need to know is that there’s an explanation for everything. Whether or not your understand, or even recognize the explanation, it’s still there.”

“But you understand everything!” he said, scrunching his face into a question mark. “How did you get so smart?”

“Oh, I don’t know much at all,” I smiled, shaking my head. “Just like you, I learned to put away my questions a long time ago go make myself feel safe in the world. Then,” I tapped my hand against my heart, “in here I learned that nothing can be understood in only one way for very long, because magic is always at work. Magic has the ability to transform anything in life – anything – from what we originally thought it to be, into something quite different.”

His mouth gaped as he listened to this grown man speak of something as childlike as magic.

“It’s true,” I said. “You don’t need to try too hard to understand something. Because when the magic is finished, it will be so clear, so obvious what the something is, you will not even
need to think about it at all.”

“But why do the others not see the magic? Even after so many years of trying?”

“Because,” I answered, remembering the sad truth of so many years of my own lost innocence, “because they are so busy telling themselves the magic is not real, that they don’t see it working. I promise you though, there is only one thing you really need to understand about life. If you don’t like something, just wait. Wait for the magic to arrive to change what you don’t like. And if the magic doesn’t seem to be arriving, shout for it to come sooner. Remind it that you are waiting. Set a place for magic at your dinner every night and wait. It will arrive. This is all you need to know.”

What Lies in the Night

Lying in the dark, can I still feel myself if I cannot see myself?

What is that, that glides against my skin?  If I cannot see it to engage my preconceptions of fear or delight, can I simply be with the experience of sensation?

Can I do the same with the experiences of my life – those unexpected “bumps” against people and situations?  Can I close my eyes and imagine I am in the dark, feeling the impact without knowing it as good or bad?

My prayer? To feel in the darkness and delight in the newness. To welcome that which the light reveals through night vision.

What Matters Now

What matters now, in this time of accelerated change, is that I stay open. Open to what comes next. Open to being true to myself all the way down the path of mysterious unfolding. Open to listening, watching, feeling … even enjoying.

The form of the path is not what matters. Being on the path, open to its unexpected twists and turns, is what’s truly important. Going slow enough to stay on the path, slow enough to negotiate the sudden changes of direction.

Sometimes I want to be outside of myself, to see me as others see me. But this is only so that I can judge myself: How do I appear? Would I like myself if I were not me?

But this is not what matters. What matters now is that I like myself even while I’m being myself. What matters now is no longer how I appear to anyone else, but how I feel about myself. My words. My actions. My intentions. My life.

Yes, this is what matters now. My intentions. Setting them. Being them. For my own satisfaction.

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