Magic
Isn’t it?
This scene seems magical to me.
How do we make life magical?
Life becomes more magical for me when I love.
Love enchants my world.
Love opens me up to the Good, the True and the Beautiful.
Is it really so hard to find somewhere, someone, something today which inspires you, which helps you to create a moment of magic?
If you love Life more than you are afraid of it, you create the opportunities for it to become magical.
Heroes Not Zombies 
What an amazing photo!
Just missing the three witches…hubble, bubble, toil and trouble 🙂
Great post and I am inspired to hear about your amazing love of life 🙂
It’s hard to love life when there is something in the way, preventing you from loving it, because the block is putting somewhere spiritually, physically and mentally you don’t want to be. This is a genuine conflict of mine and I wondered whether you had a take on it?
How would you create moments like that pot and sunset – in a very humdrum existence? Surely what makes them magic is that they are a break from the norm and don’t happen much?
I am not afraid of life and I have a new chapter coming in less than four weeks, for which I am grateful and excited, but in the meantime, moments are not quite as magical as your image, they are painful – worse than painful. boring. 😦
Sorry I’ve almost violated your commenting policy – I hope you don’t ban me! 🙂 I’ll be more positive next time. Rant over 🙂
Hi
I’m going to email you and see if there’s anything I do to help, but sticking with the more general points……these are events which happen normally, not exceptionally, for me. That pot is in my garden, and the sunsets are frequently like in the photo here. Previously I lived in Scotland in a top floor apartment with a view of Ben Ledi and the mountains. I swear it never looked the same two days in a row and I have hundreds of photos.
Carrying a camera helps me. It sets an intention. Every day I have a hope of photographing something which inspires me, fires me up, thrills me or amazes me. I do think having the intention helps.
The hospital where I worked was built around a garden, and the patients who came for help had generally had their problems for many years. Chronic ailments of all kinds drag people down and many had a degree of depression because of that.
Depression has a kind of black hole effect sucking everything inwards and making it difficult to see anything but the dark. Starting to walk around the garden with a patient often included noticing…..tulips, ivy, birch trees, squirrels, foxes…..whatever, and that very noticing was the beginning of reversing the flow of attention to let the patient begin to engage with the world again.
I am so delighted that you have the exciting projects of world discovery ahead and no wonder you find the day to day just now lacking magic. But here’s something magic…….I don’t know you. You don’t know me. I’m a complete stranger, yet, here I am, today, this very moment sitting typing this thinking of you and sending you the best good wishes I can send. At this very moment I am wishing you well.
Isn’t that magic?
(check your email!)
Thank you, this is unexpected! You know, it is very magical what you said about reaching out, two strangers.
And as for the lack of magic, I know it is temporary. I guess I am just a little impatient.
Being surrounded by natural beauty certainly helps. I absolutely adore Scotland and used to visit frequently, believing it was my spiritual home.
Thank you for sharing your inspiring stories and outlook on life.