Magic can be an illusion, or a feeling. Sometimes both. There is nothing I’d rather do than spend myself in pursuit of magic. As someone explained at a meeting recently, “to have magic you need to have magicians”.
Embarked on a journey.
There isn’t a sign on this road telling my which way to go, but I know I’m going. I’ve connected with someone who might travel with me. Might get confusing to describe who is travelling with who or whether only one path of travel …
Magic might follow.
Hopeful, feeling more adventurous than cautious – not worried about safety, not worried about my heart, I’m thrilled like a school boy on the last day of June, hoping summer fun is as exciting in reality as it is in my imagination.
Obviously, by the hour I’ve posted this, I’m not on the road. I will in another place by the end of this day, I’ll be wrapt up in the arms of some magic.