Do we want to live a meaningless life filled with happenstance and coincidence or do we want to live a life filled with magic? It really is a choice. It’s actually a perspective.
For so long I questioned what is real? What is true? I’ve come to realize in this existence, in which we do create our own reality, I get to choose what is true for me. And that’s all that really matters. And I choose magic.
The presence of magic is everywhere really. Magic is how the ocean can change colors from one day to the next and magic is in the giggle of a little girl. Magic is hearing the wings of a hummingbird zoom by and seeing him wink as he goes. Magic is the warm buttery goodness of a syrupy hotcake melting in my watering mouth.