Do you think it still works? Walk to it. Let's see...
You push on the old wobbly wooden gate and find that it's lighter in weight than you expected. It swings silently, effortlessly. You breathe in the crisp, cool air and feel the crunch of leaves beneath your feet as you approach. Sun illuminates what's left of the few green leaves on the trees and you glimpse golden shards of shimmering light before peering into the vast empty darkness of the depths of the well.
The top rail boards are dry as a bone. You can feel granules of dust finer than sand as your hand brushes across its smooth surface. The leaves dance in the soft breeze. As your eyes close, you feel the warmth of the bright rays against them and you are one with your breath, slow and deep. It's safe here.
You dare to see the vision, that one secret hope. It freely unfolds in your mind's eye - your deepest wish. The picture becomes more vibrant, stronger, clearer as you allow it. You must say the words now and make it official.
I wish...
and it is done.
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope it's positively magical!
Love,
T
P.S.
The moment after I created this post, my phone blinged. I looked down at it to see the words, "Jesus... liked your photo." #YouCantMakeThisStuffUp
The gig on Saturday was definitely magical - and unique! Two brides married each other and both looked positively radiant and utterly joyous! We were reminded that love is love - plain and simple. The band had fun and so did the guests. :)
Selfie with Tony Allen
Selfie with Erich G
THEN... at church on Sunday, the lecturer spoke about Divine ideas and being childlike in our faith: about how we must be confident in our doing and believe in the results. (Sounds kind of like magic to me!)
Hey - I'm noticing a kind of theme here...
OK! So this week I'll carry the magic around with me and believe in it. :)
