Musings & Philosophies

The Magic

The magic of life lives in the unknown.  We get a glimpse of it through epiphany, but it's in the experience without analysis that it truly resides.  Take the sunrise and sunset, for example.  Each is unique, yet same in their colors, their timelessness, yet they happen every day.  Just because they're so frequent, it doesn't mean that they can inspire any less awe.  Wake up early and just watch the sun rise some day.  Watch how the colors swirl and flow around each other, painting all the world as a tapestry.  Let this be as your approach to life, and you will find the magic all around you, from the way grasses bend as waves to how a hug can make the worst time of your life into an ageless paradise.

Truly, it is in every waking moment that this magic exists.  It is all a mindset, a choice, a way of seeing the world.  When you choose to stop analyzing everything, when you stop breaking things down into their base elements, that is when you can see it.  When you still your mind and just take in the world around you, the magic is there for the taking.  The fact that in all of creation, you are there, in that moment, of your own mind and body, of your own choices, that all of what you have done up to this point has led you there.  That the birds are flying, the way the light filters through trees, how in all of this, you are still just one tiny piece of an infinitely complex machination, but a speck on the tooth of a cog of this limitless machine.

For the longest time, I would unconsciously break down people psychologically, and it's just ruin it for me.  I'd figure out why people did what they did, predict how they would answer questions, and there was no mystery for people anymore.  The entire experience was ruined for me.  It was lost to me, the magic was gone.  It wasn't until I lost my best friend years ago that I understood that there's more to people than their psychological components.  There's the everyday decisions and quirks that we all have that makes us who we are.  While there are a small handful of people with the same DNA as us, our experiences are our own.  It is that unique combination of being and experience that makes us who we are.