
Magic is a relationship forged in the ordinary. It is our endurance through the unknown, unyielding times.
It is faith in the as-yet-unmanifest. It is the invocation of the large while praising the small.
Magic is the redoubling of our vow when disappointment befalls us, a shoulder to the wheel of our intent.
~Toko-pa Turner
may we meet the wisdom keepers…
inquiry for today~ the inner well feeds our knowing….
And, somewhere
Out there
Just past the moon
Is where
They be
Only in our dreams
Shall we see them
Only in our dreams
Shall we be with them
Only in our dreams
Shall they, forever be.
~Athey Thompson
Yes, Magic is our consciousness, feeling the presence of love, hidden behind the silver light of the moon
love how this seeps into the poetics of living lightly….thanks g.f.s….